spacer To See and To Be

Thought is what you are;
Portrayal, the reflection
You leave others to see;
But inward another image,
The image you would choose to be.

Defiantly you cover it with words,
Certain they'll never know
The internal self,
Longing to come out and be.

Only moments of time can feel
The pain and grief running over
The image, not meant to be.

And Death will come to take his due;
The spirit will kindle yet be.

Someone ... just to see and to be.

Jaymista 2001