MASQUERADE

We cover pain with a mask of comedy

And we seek attention with a mask of tragedy.

But behind all of it,

Most of us are not happy.

We quietly live painful lives.

We have lost contact within ourselves.

  Pain has taken over our planet.

Emptiness. A reality that is unreal.

A fake.

  We have become beggars with money,

Dressed but not naked.

As the beggars are homeless,

We too have become homeless.

  Masquerading in a world

We have made our home,

Loosing the realty of our real home.

  A theater, a scene of play,

Where not only have we forgotten who we are,

But we also believe that we are actors

In an unreal scene

We let materialism give us our identity !

  The only reality

Is the light of god

With in each of us !  

Through vibrations healing aspects 4th. & 6th. chakras. Inspiration for transformation of healing the crossing over from life to death. Oil on canvas invisible art & light technique pat. No. # 5,780,124 and 5,902,670 ©1996 JAcqueline Ripstein (Author)