Lawrence Hall, HSG
Humility Through the Looking Glass
Cf. Shakespeare, Sonnet 22
My glass surprises me; it
tells the truth
“Who is that old
man?” I ask myself
And it rebukes me for that
foolish question
I must admit to the glass that
I am old
But when I turn and look
outside myself
And greet the happy sun
and breathe the dawn
Of a day rich with possibilities
And think of you – then I
am young again
I tell my glass it is a
silly glass
And it tells me I am a
silly ass
