I see not color or shape.
I hear words spoken. Feel touches
gentle. Honesty and truth achieved when
there is no measure. I see not man. Or woman.
Child or privileged. Equality
granted on what is borne of within. What
we create. How we give. I am my voice my thoughts and my gifts. All freedom costs. Thin veneers of pretense mask our reality. Shed your second skin bare your soul.
When I close my eyes.
Your sound rings clear. Muddled
not with external prejudice. Your creativity and kindness, tender heart and
willpower all strengths defining you. No
longer hidden in shadow. My light
bright. Eyes closed. We kiss knowing
only lips. All of our sorrow and pain
unmasked wanting to be seen. All that is broken. Damaged. Exposed and
fragile. Our new truth.
This balance. We
are all the same. Stripped of our
shells. Freedom to be. Our breath our purpose revealed. Glorious we
unite. In death our souls pass through
leaving what must not be valued. This
new sight blessings explored and discovered.
Health. Happiness. Love. Friendship.
Uprooted our core lifted is no longer counted. This is me.
Do you see me?
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