Grandiosity exists;
staring back in the mirror
with eyes so piercing
that breath falters
when
they echo back
the fears
& resilience
& lavender
of the one
looking for something
to believe in.
A pool, a cave, a vast
abundance of everything
necessary,
just unblinkingly staring.
When you stare into the abyss,
it stares back,
and smiles.
