I have hidden places
but perhaps you have them more
are they cool and dry
and safe?
Do you cry and pace?
Feel at ease or ever ashamed?
Do you talk to yourself and make sure
you are okay?
I have hidden places
few have ever been invited in
but I wonder if you barely know
that yours exists within?
Have you ever shared the tunnels
and the caves, the bunkers, the hidden
treasures and maps to your beating heart?
Your thoughts and your free-flowing
tears?
Is it hard to reach?
Are there lessons to teach?
Is it a bed in a corner
to tremble beneath a blanket?
Is it a hammock by a beach
to lean on and swing away your cares?
Is it a court for you to practice,
running back and forth
and aiming for the net
while it swooshes in and in and in
again and again and again
while an absent crowd’s cheers
echo inside your private life?
Or are you just living in the world
like a normal person?
-Les’Nspired
