Working through the 227 Rules For Monks.
Who knew the simple life could be so complex.
Hidden Heart
all I am hiding
are my emotions
really
no I don’t have anything
in my hands
up my sleeve
I didn’t put anything
where you couldn’t find it
everything is out in the open
what good would it do
to hide your shoes
so you can’t leave
hide your underwear
so you can’t dressed
hide the towels so
you can only dry off between the sheets
with me
me
who has nothing to hide
except my feelings
or rather my lack of them
though you claim
my claim of lack of feelings
is actually hiding something
because my door is so open you
because I have made a place
for you my life
you even have your own tooth brush here
it is out in the open too
see nothing is hidden
really
except how I feel
which I can’t reveal
until you open up
to tell me what you have hidden
in your heart
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