Lygeia's Mirror

The following is written on the back of the mirror in an olde tongue...

The summer sky melts to a brassy gold
and a sultry breeze breathes life through a small window.
In a little room above a tavern
a small gift has arrived wrapped in a shiny box.
Anxious hands pull off the ribbons and string
and the box is tugged open in a careful rush.
Inside the paper and wrapped with great care
was found only a mirror, a plain one at that.
Smiling now the maiden treasures the gift,
the true meaning as simple and clear as can be.
The image in that plain mirror you see
reflects the beauty others have found within her.