Your Mask

It covers your soul as darkness draping over the sunlight,

Your Spirit seeks the world with penetrating eyes,

An undisputable wave, a persuaded glance,

A vanity inside abiding, and nonetheless

Fragmented consumed exhibits –

Pieces as shattered glass,

Dusted with suffering in twinkling’s time,

Whirling with frenzy, becoming a cavort

With mere thoughts of an empty heart-

Seeking out an eternity of dual hearts

Winged hand-in-hand evoking beauty,

A joyful dawn, a gem of love,

And mystery given by hours of a gentle work;

Your guarded soul knowing each mask which

Stands wishing and seeking the selfsame,

Poses evolving and amassing little understanding,

Statutes unfair do never-rest,

Simply leads to bareness far and wide;

Prisoner kept inside your encased wearied mask,

Do not accede to life’s ragged hand slaying your treasure,

Disrobe the mask you wear and sanctioned,

Mark your love and tranquility for a time to come,

Allow your soul to breathe unleashed;

Why wear that mask you display?