|this tiny chink touched my heart,|
this small narrow opening made me think about how everything started,
this dark crack among the quiet facades led my mind to go back to those days
when the light came in through the countless fissures
that my armor had
and went into the dark chambers of my soul
through its half-opened doors.
I had been yearning for some kind of confidence,
some kind of tranquility,
some kind of peace…
awaiting them from the outer world.
I had been searching for some kind of bliss
along the whole planet.
I had felt invisible
and had done my work to keep the invisibility
because my vision, my true self, seemed to be unimportant.
But then one day (one year, one decade)
I crumbled under the strain between the person who I was pretending to be and the one I really was
and I gave up control (I had had enough)
and the retaining walls started to fall down
and the clarity permeated my inner world…
only to show me that confidence, tranquility, peace and bliss had always been there.