A Sonnet About Hubris Poem by Suzanne Hayasaki

Within the pool of time that like a mirror
Reflects above the ever-changing clouds
I tell myself your outline's sharp and clear
And ignore the deeper truth its surface shrouds
I tell myself that human souls are one
And what I believe you say is what you mean
But like the light reflected by the sun
My mind obscures the surface with its beams.
What one soul felt five hundred years ago
Is lost beneath the shifting silt of times.
What I believe that I have come to know
Is me imposing meaning on your lines.
Like a fool who gazes fondly in a lake
I tell myself your truth is mine to make.