Center
When all
facades are stripped away,
And the
masks we thought were true,
Here I
quietly ponder life,
And all I
see is you.
Singularity
of that moment,
With focus
now most true,
While
standing in the tempest,
And all I
see is you,
My love, I
have not been squandered,
If all this
world fall through,
And in the
last light's gleaming,
All I see is
you.
In some ways, this seems to be a response tp Paul Laurence Dunbar's poem, "We Wear the Mask":
ReplyDeleteWe wear the mask that grins and lies,
It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,—
This debt we pay to human guile;
With torn and bleeding hearts we smile,
And mouth with myriad subtleties.
Why should the world be over-wise,
In counting all our tears and sighs?
Nay, let them only see us, while
We wear the mask.
We smile, but, O great Christ, our cries
To thee from tortured souls arise.
We sing, but oh the clay is vile
Beneath our feet, and long the mile;
But let the world dream otherwise,
We wear the mask!