by Adele Leung
I accept my light in full.
The layers, the masks, slowly and gently falling away
Numerous and so well disguised
To be me.
The self-created me is there to hide the true me
When it cannot be hidden
How can light be hidden?
It can only be snubbed and snubbed again until
We think we have forgotten.
But how can the sun be perpetually veiled?
Sooner or later, through the thickest clouds and the foggiest grays
The sun, not through force, but with the most natural power–
Its light, shines through.
And this sun
Is forever within me and you.