My hand trembles, jerks
It wants to grab the mask
To raise it up, to hide behind
So others cannot see the pain.
My heart says no, put it down
It wants to be seen, heard
To not be ignored, but be allowed
To come out of hiding.
My mind grapples with all this
It dashes back and forth
This way and that
Seeking logic and finding none.
Maybe, whispers another voice
Maybe, there’s another way
Why not just be still, and wait
And See….
(2003)
