Walking the path a mundane traveller seeking none
except the ordinariness of dreary entertainment
on a bleak lack-lustre weekend,
I came upon the Hall of Fame
that was meant to transform
a Life of simple-mindedness
into a discovery of never-ending
mirrors of Soul and Self
I traversed the hallways
went down one pathway and up another,
all the while delighting in the reflections in
countless mirrors that lined my walking journey
Colours and smiles and lanky nuances
looking back at me
some mocking, others encouraging
all familiar as my own skin
This hall of fame, these faces
Three dimensions become two
in this virtual book
A Book of Faces
myself a newfound addict
to this thing,
this facebook.
sigh
