The Hidden Me Poem by Mari Martin

Within
colors dance in magical swirl
blending, contrasting, meeting
becoming one
like the colors of the pearl.

Within
are the melodies of my soul
rhapsodies, waltzes, tangos
my dance
that makes two pieces whole.

Within
one who knows of pain and sorrow
yet, also the beauty of love
a smile
for all the promises of tomorrow.

Within
a part of me grounded and steady
following the footsteps I find
happily dancing
knowing, now, I am ready.

Within
the same person made of dreams
evolving, creating, searching
for the me
that waits patiently inbetween.

Outward
lines form the face I see each day
seasoned, graceful, matured
I smile
as the years all fall away.

Outward
I know it is time for Love to see
all, everything, past and present
inviting to discover
the person within, the hidden me.