At Second Glance…

I looked into a soul so clear,
A window cleansed by many a tear,
And thought I saw a portrait complete,
Free from avarice or deceit

I peered again after years had passed,
And witnessed a broken shell of glass,
Within an opaque mirror shone,
Muddled away by hardened stone,

An illusion crafted by the wittiest mind,
Shatters to pieces over time.