Reflecting ice crystals so dark
In waters dim, and mirrors clear
In quantum space, virtual sphere
An island on a floating quark.

The picture tainted, storm too cold
The mirror - an enlightened door
Reversing words, makes one explore
The soul, a story yet untold.

And she prays for tears to split
The pain in thousand and one thought
That could engrave lies so long sought
In ice eyes with the flames unlit.