No one knew my name.
No one cared.
Only God saw my face.
Only God dared.

Light bounces, sparkling from place to place.
Empty eyes are filled with grace.
Sorrow empties, allowing space
for the Spirit to be embraced.

We grow like weeds
in empty space.

We are wonders upon wonders.
We are all real human beings.
Why must we put on such faces?
A deeper Reality whispers. Truth beckons.
Freedom has a tantalizing taste.
Yet we hide behind the fake-
what others want us to say-
instead of asking God to break in and save us.