When you look in the mirror, what do you see? Is it perception, a liking, a manner, a smile. Is it freedom, a mimic, a soul in sadness, gladness? Can you touch it inside, feel it grip to your mind, wrap an image around you, be grateful you can. Return the like jesters, raise a hand in praise. Jump up and down or dance in a parade.
You are the same image, the same likeness, the same brain. Think and rethink, believe and deliver those eye winks, ask the questions when alone in the room. Stare and stare back, it’s your will that persists. Do unto the mirror image as you have the image do for you.