Between image and reality
What can other people see
Who am I?
Sometimes I can show my hand
Only if you understand
But so few do
I long to reveal all my soul
To allow you to know
But I’m afraid
We look for places to hide
To shelter the person inside
Saved from hurt
But knowledge comes as a dance
We let go; take a chance
Reckless abandon for a while
Then we smile
The real person peeks through
Nice to meet you.
The Rational Element 