It’s high time we unwrapped ourselves
Loosing culture bound boxes that bind our souls
Mistaking the outside for the inside while
Darkening our sovereign and innermost flames.

Our humanity has long hidden itself
Like wild animals in the dark forest
Taming us was not the idea
Domestication hindered not helped.

Layers of wrapping hide our brightness
Dullness shadows our shy and radiant faces
Bravado screams too loud
Drowning quiet and Knowing pulses.

Our flames are diminishing, about to extinguish
The hope held in passionate desires
Fear asks conformance to ownerless imperatives
While expectant and faithful hungers
Forget what once seemed so consoling.

But dawn’s light is here
We are cracking the code
Invincible hearts expand
Beauty shows its pure and poignant face.

It’s high time we unwrapped ourselves
We are the gift the Universe gave itself
Luminous promises foretelling revelations.
If we do that now, glory will arrive,
The planet will survive.

© Carmella Weintraub

October 1999