My housing is temporary
It's headed for cemetery
Looking around at creation
I scrutinize my own vision

When I relate, I recognize
The energy that fills my eyes
As I focus to see clearer
I come to find I'm a mirror

I have a choice as human being
As to which side I'll be seeing
Looking within is subjective
While I project the objective

Balance creates my consciousness
Ego displays its pompousness
When it exists as the mirror
There is no more human error

Bodies create Identity
They do not know Eternity
Nor acknowledge Infinity
They just forsake Divinity