A Poem from Creative Writing Class

As I traversed this wilderness
taking out the lightkeeper's position, 
shining bright like a diamond
so I could walk where I needed to
in the light and the love evermore.
The negatives gave it all away, super saturated, undercover,
the version of my mother and her dressing table,
how enchanting
truly chaos
only the refracted, reflected image was unseen. 
I was lost, then in an instant seen. 

Anonymous