The Creed
I'm Here because there is no refuge,
Finaly from my self,
Until i confront my self,
In the Eyes and hearth of other.
Im running, until i suffer them,
To Share my secret.
I have no safety from them, affraid to be known,
I can't neither my self, Nor any other, I will be alone.
Where else, but in our common ground, can i find such a mirror.
Here, Together, I can at least appear clearly to my self, not as a giant of my dreams, Nor the dwarf of my fear.
But as a person, part of the whole, with my share in its purpose.
In this ground, I can take root and grow, Not alone anymore, as in death,but alive to my self and to other.