INTO THE TRUTH

You who were born with a hundred masks,
And mistook them for your own face.
Today you lay your own eyes on your own image.
And you listen with your own ears to your own voice.
Do you now, know, who you are?

A child's giggle ringing like a sweet wind chime
A relaxed gentle face full of love
Does that tell you enough?

The weaknesses spotted by a sharp mind.
A mind that connects and reaches as far as it finds.
Don't forget what you learned.
Don't forget what you've paid for, with your flesh in the grind.