Mirror Mirror on the wall...

...why do I see a different face between the shifting wisps of fog? When did you turn so translucently opaque? Now a predatory wolf, bared fangs tinged with the hue of a setting sun; vacillating tumbleweed tossed by indifferent winds; the ugly face of covetousness; a self indulgent Bengal tiger indolently wallowing in the pleasure of cool waters on a hot day; the anti-Borg, solitary and aloof; iridescent rain, ruffling the serenity of stillness; scavenging hyena emerging from the shadows at the scent of opportunity; myriad estuaries splintering a delta into uncontrolled fecundity; a wily escape artist, oblivious to the shackles; an arrested river, shoring silt along the banks; an impatient thoroughbred quivering in anticipation of the unknown; an errant drop of water rimming the tap; a Möbius strip doomed to infinity; a destructive typhoon, incandescent with rage; the raucous innocence and carelessness of children frolicking in a storm; the wildly erratic scratchings of a successful lie detector; an enraged bull, bellowing in impotence; a glimpse of an age old Ashoka tree, strong and unwavering; the ringing laugh of pure happiness; a manuscript left fallow, its characters loitering without intent; the reluctant promise of dawn after an endless night...