"I yearn and hunger/thirst for that re-union", calls the soul apart. On drawing near, the polished heart proclaims, "I am the mirror, heart in myself to polish, and union is no more or less than always".
I yearn for life to mirror myself, for to see and know/experience of "I". Myself lost within myself, created of my heart and breath - spoken and solid: creating and created, creator and mirror upon reflection; extending into it I find myself - heart polished heart, in thirst no more, hunger satisfied.