A story to disguise the truth
On the outside I love you, on the inside, I don’t
Wild imaginings of my secret heart

Looking into the distance bewildered
Far faraway at the simple vision of stars
The sound of no sound

There, the organic space where artful stumbling occurs
And landing sure-footed in just the right place
Undaunted and tenacious

The lens of your inner eye shuts out half the truth
Visual and fluid

Author: Charlene Yared-West