Now You See Me
inspired by the painting of the same name- artist, Markus Akesson
In every human being that breathes..there lies a mystery,
A coded cocktail, trying to balance disorder and symmetry,
Deeper than we could ever go or ever even know,
Where we’re born with that first brush stroke, the Artist’s vision.
Although it sounds contradictory, it’s not that important to see me,
In order to believe in me, and know and touch and even love me.
If you can read and understand my lines, than you hear who I am ,
When you listen, my words will paint a path, that let’s us dream together.
Am I not more than the hair that frames my face, my eyes, my skin?
Would you even know how to unwrap me or where to begin?
If you do it too quickly, I might start to shred and too easily tatter;
If you allow me to reveal myself, in my way, we’ll live inside my poetry.
Look how I appear and dissolve into the background from where I came,
The benefits of not being inside a body, but just being inside of me.
Beautiful dichotomy; as I said before, it’s not that important to see me,
Just read me, hear my voice repeating lines inside your head, day after day…
What’s that you say? Ah, now you see me!
August 21, 2019
The Mountain, Kitely