Slowly-
The masks will peel off
The orchestra of life will halt
And i will stand stark naked
Upon the hereafter
I wonder if I'll cringe or smile
One day-
I will stand before the grand jury
I may sing my hymns now
Or await their fury
My only fear is now
This day,
this minute,
this moment
Life is a wondrous painting
YOU ARE READING
The Words I Never Say
PoetryA collection of poems and musings that occupy my mind each day. This is a worded canvas on which I paint the moments and seasons of my everyday simple life
