You know me
and I stand before you, a naked soul.
Sometimes
before all the watching world
I feel a fake.
No one knows
my most fragile thoughts
my emptiest sins.
Yet you love me
and today
you carefully
recreate me.
Blogging from New Delhi, India, from January 2008 to July 2011 (at which time we moved back to Canada). These poems, stories and reflections provide a window into my world, and maybe a mirror into yours.
You know me
and I stand before you, a naked soul.
Sometimes
before all the watching world
I feel a fake.
No one knows
my most fragile thoughts
my emptiest sins.
Yet you love me
and today
you carefully
recreate me.
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