To Be Known

With all the fractures and failings
With no side-guards and railings
With all the anxiety and worries
And yet all the stories and glories
As a package of many experiences
Of who I am, beyond appearances
Except in these inadequate words I write
Or the dreams playing in the dark of night
And the time of thought all alone
I explore that Id I’ve ever known
Beyond the image of what I am
To the heart and soul of what I am
Requiring love-sharing to be shown
And it’s quiet return for me to be known