Again into this mask of clay
My world is seen another way…
A journey thru my time and space
Experiencing life at my own pace.
Within, I see a different view
As you see me and I see you…
Things may seem that they’re ok
But behind the mask, I feel betray.
Running around in flocks and groups
We try to blend like veggie soups
Laughing and crying, believing lies
What are we covering when truth denies?
We fill our time with this and that
Climbing ladders; in a worldly vat.
Complaining of stress and poverty
Believing that this is reality.
Wondering what is really true
Yet never seeing the one in you.
You don’t need an interpreter
Ask, listen and accept the wonder .
Behind our mask of clay we say
That we will change maybe some day
But then our busy lives and thought
Take over, consume;Look what I bought.
Like fish in the ocean we swim through life
Controled by the currents, experiencing strife.
One day we may see in this beautiful world
We don’t need a mask when our truth is unfurled.