For hours on end I gazed,
Fascinated by a reflection of life.
For the colours were brighter,
More beautiful than life itself.
By and by, to an end it came,
As everything needs must.
End of the hours I looked around,
With disoriented disgust.
Where had I been? Where was I now?
What had been, and what must now?
Awhile I pondered, then threw up my hands,
Oh how does it matter, here I am!
