Tuesday, January 3, 2012

Invisible

You know me,
All of me,
And you call me
By name.
You see me
When I feel invisible
And I don't know
My place.
You call me important,
When purpose escapes me
And insignificance surrounds.
You write the words
That invade my spirit;
The cries of my heart
Only you can hear.
You know me, you always have.
And through you,
I will be me.

11/12/2010

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