So Close and yet so Far
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Elusive, on the tip of my tongue,
Intangible, at the tip of my finger,
This face,
Neither mask of dusk nor that of dawn,
Nor the icon on the screens of light,
But this face, my true face,
Neither my promised smiles of tomorrow,
Nor my shadows of yesterday,
But this faceless face, my true being,
So near, so inside,
Not my delusions in the mirror,
Nor my beliefs, steeped in fear,
But this deep sense and whispering,
Passed the noise of my mind, passed the smoke of my words,
I barely see you,
On the other side of the looking glass.
Will I die before knowing you?
Will I ever truly die if I don’t?
All my life I’ve felt I am, a distant voice, on the other side of me,
So close and yet,
So far
ekoh
© 2014
*
Elusive, on the tip of my tongue,
Intangible, at the tip of my finger,
This face,
Neither mask of dusk nor that of dawn,
Nor the icon on the screens of light,
But this face, my true face,
Neither my promised smiles of tomorrow,
Nor my shadows of yesterday,
But this faceless face, my true being,
So near, so inside,
Not my delusions in the mirror,
Nor my beliefs, steeped in fear,
But this deep sense and whispering,
Passed the noise of my mind, passed the smoke of my words,
I barely see you,
On the other side of the looking glass.
Will I die before knowing you?
Will I ever truly die if I don’t?
All my life I’ve felt I am, a distant voice, on the other side of me,
So close and yet,
So far
ekoh
© 2014