Reflection

I am an old pond

dark as gloomy sky,

no frogs visit,

dreaming of thunder

I am a yellow streetlight

in a quiet town,

feeling the coldness of brutal winter,

jealous of dancing aurora

I am a grey pebble

on a rocky road,

longing for a bluebird

I am a blank paper

trying to absorb all the colours I see

Orange sunset

Blue cotton candy

Green in the forest

Searching, searching, searching

Though I could not draw anything but question marks

one after another

for a while

It was summer

when I have given up

I was walking on a trail

The air was still wet

I found a rainbow

over the mountains

whispering to me gently,

Look how brave you are.

Go find yourself a mirror.