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The man in the mirror

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En lite historia som jag skrev för många år sedan som nu får återse dagens ljus efter att ha försvunnit i ett plattformsbyte. Den är på engelska, men jag hoppas att det ska fungera ändå.

Silently I stand before the mirror
watching the man that stand before me

I see his sad eyes and troubled face
and I see the darkness clawing inside
trying to break through

I see the struggle and the tear
that flow down his cheek as it succeed

I see the fear and sorrow as it sweep over his face
I see his lips form the words
softly whispered to me

please help me,I loose my footing
I can no longer make sense of this world around me

my soul ache from the evil I watch each day
Is there no hope?

Frozen I watch as despair
wrikle his face and slowly
the light fade in his eyes

I see his hands clasp
and his pale lips close

I have no words to ease his pain
no gesture that can end his suffering
so he begin to fall as I watch…

Then from outside the dark room
I hear a sound, a soft laughter
and a soft light
is lit inside his eyes

The pain fades slowly
the darkness slowly vanishes

and I see the man in the mirror
wipe his tear and smile

as the soft knocking on the door
wipe away the sorrow inside

A single word shatter the mirror
a true miracle in this dark world

my saviour in the dark hours
the sweetest word in the world

…Dad…

Om författaren: Staff Jimi Wikman

Jag heter Jimi Wikman och jag jobbar till vardags med större svenska e-handelsföretag i varierande roller som Projektledare, scrum master, grafisk designer, frontend utvecklare, kravanalytiker och Neurowebdesigner för att nämna några. Jag föreläser och utbildar inom design för e-handel och så skriver jag en del här om allt mellan himmel och jord.