A new kind of naked,
Unseductive, maybe even unattractive,
But somehow, feeling honest for the first time.
Now don’t get me wrong,
I am not a dishonest person,
But I am not stupid either, I have to live in the world.
Taking each day showing all my faults with no sensitivity to others, is not my way.
I have to live in the world, did I say that before?
However, this new shewing is different.
My whole self is not contained by a skin,
By clothes, make-up (on the occasions I wear it),
Or by a willingness to be unwilling to share it.
This is me.
Unmodified, uncensored, uncovered
Now, what am I supposed to do with this …
Not a question, but an exploration,
Towards God and the image He made me in.
For this is what I am drawn towards,
And now the masks have been surgically removed,
Like a blind man, I can now see.
If not clearly … yet.