Mirrors.

One step, two step

with no resonating click. 

 No walls in my solitude

and no being beside me.

Yet, thousands surround me 

while I stand alone.

 

With smudged muck between every figure.

All one, of one complexion.

The glass wall, shielding me from forever

stands laughing as I stare.

And the single faint light from above

flickers from its final thread.

 

Yet a shout from that infinity

stops the beating heart for a moment.

The light has been outlived and shatters 

Showering darkness around the forgotten room.

But the floor quivers.

The voice from without grows louder. 
 

And the walls tremble, 
                 then fall in tinkling bliss.

The eternity is open, and the cheer emerges.

One step, two step.

The world is found.