The Devil’s Reflection

1

In that place where darkness creates light and cold fire reveals truth,

There he is, not above but below, deeply rooted in misunderstood shades.

He’s like the devil himself. He causes chaos but also maintains balance, unrecognised,

Making not the downfall but the uprising, turning over unclean stones.

2

Think about the stories they tell about good and bad people –

They say he’s the bad guy, the destroyer of all that’s good, but hey,

What if there’s a lesson in those stories that we can learn,

Something that can show us our faults and make us take a turn?

3

The story where the bad guy turns out to be a wise older man who guides you silently.

Instead of pushing you towards wrongdoing, he says to break free from the chains you have put yourself in.

He murmurs, “Look beyond the confusion you hold so close. It’s not a big deal.

It’s just a thin curtain, easy to tear apart, hiding what you’re secretly afraid of.”

4

Here, in this space, where up is down, and forward is to dig deep,

The devil himself becomes not an officer of hell but a liberator from self.

“Embrace your faults, your fears,” he persuades, “for in them lies your power,

The strength to climb the highest tower, not in the light, but the darkest hour.”

5

His pitchfork, once a symbol of torment, is now a trident of truth, piercing masks,

Revealing not the path to doom but a countless of trails –

Each leading not away from, but towards, a reckoning of soul,

The greatest battle is not for purity but for the understanding of the whole.

6

When stories unravel and truths, like stars, come out to sparkle,

Perhaps the devil himself, in this inverted world, is not as he might seem.

Not a bringer of the end, but of the beginning, a keeper at the gate,

Urging us, “Look within, find your truth, for that alone determines your fate.”