Reveal myself to you, pretty wanderer?

I would never stoop so low

No, for you I create a mask, a character

A visage for you to behold

And for a time you may sit in my eminence

A blessing and a curse upon my very name

Because in truth I will make you happy

For the good or ill that future creates in you

And when I bring down my cloak and veil

Find only yourself revealed in my strange eyes

A mirror held up through which I see

For at the bottom of the pond I lost myself

But yet I never stopped looking

And you’re pretty are you not?

Would you like to stay awhile?

Sit with me and let me forget a while

That I am only an echo and a sin