They all said that
I was sick and pale,
Being afraid,
I went to my beloved mirror,
There I saw in my reflection that
I remained the same...healthy and well,
I became very relieved then,
As I knew my dearest mirror was always true and just.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You are right mirrors never lie. And then there is another mirror. One can see its reflected light. True wellness comes from within. Good write.