In and out, I push and pull
Where I am going, I do not know
I am the bridge
I am the intention
I am the unseen hand
I exist between worlds, in the gaps between the words
I have no vision, I have no goals
All that I am, I give to you
I am the giver of life
In my presence, all has form
What do you want my perfect beauty
That your image may tell you that which you already know?
If it pleases the King, I must do as she says
Mirror, dwell in me and bring forth your truth
That my joy may be complete