The Chicken and the Egg

When I look into your eyes,
I see the light of day.

When I behold your ears,
I hear the sound of thunder.

Your nose and mouth
tell me of the atmosphere.

Your lungs record the history
of a previous life in salt and sea.

Your limbs betray the secrets
of gravity, your brain
of electrochemistry.

Every living thing reflects
the shape of its environment.

When we look into a mirror,
we discover reality, ourselves,
a prehistoric legacy of co-evolution.