And in those seldom moments
When you delve in lucidity
I get - in the blink of an eye-
A less than brief glimpse
To the real you.
You spark like lightening
When your truth surfaces.
Your eyes light up
Traces of tiredness dissipate
Smile creeps back.
You stand there
Naked.
You stand there
Despite the world
Covered in only the purest
Most profound of your thoughts
And feelings.
You stand there
Alone
But not afraid.
Shouting from the rooftop of your ego
All about who you are
And what you are about.
You stand there
Staring people in the eye
Confessing things that needn’t be confessed.
You stand there
Breathing it all in
Hoping and dreaming things
You never dared envision before…
You stand there
A you most different than you
A you few know
A you I missed
A you that is not… You.