The Mask Maket Poem by Ramakrushna Sahu

He makes masks for others
But doesn't put on one himself
For he likes not to be looked
Like others than what he is

He is the one beyond all
And includes everything
He creates many
But breaks not himself in to many,
For each one he makes a mask
small but different
And beautiful and unique
But can't make one for himself
That is beyond all limits

Each mask with all contradictions
Speaks something of the maker
But is not its the sum total
He can't be included in all
But can of course include all

Each one who wears a mask
Becomes clearly visible
And becomes a part of the game
Enjoyed by the lone spectator
A game played with masks
Between the wearers
and the maker.