Relationships are mirrors,
Reflecting where we stand,
Unveiling our shadows,
Guided by a hidden hand.

In the dance of projections,
We cast our inner light,
Onto those we encounter,
Both in darkness and in sight.

Just like in our dreams,
Where all forms are but a play,
Each face we recognize
Is a piece of us on display.

In the vastness of the psyche,
Where the ego tries to roam,
We meet our inner figures,
Who show us where we’ve grown.

From the East, we learn,
That all is but illusion,
Maya’s web entwines us,
In a cosmic fusion.

Yet within this sacred dance,
Where self meets the divine,
We’re called to love each shadow,
As a piece of the sublime.

The lover and the foe,
Are reflections of the same,
Symbols of the Self,
In life’s unfolding game.

So as we journey inward,
With each connection we make,
We bow to the projections,
And the lessons we partake.

For in embracing all we see,
With eyes of wisdom’s gaze,
We find that every part of us,

Is worthy of love’s embrace.