Can it be
Somewhere up ahead
Dripping in laughter
Glistening red?
Trust in myself
Brimming the top
Breathing with liberty
Not caring to stop
Why should it
I’m here
I can see with my eyes
As they, too,
Fill up
With tears in disguise
Reaching out a trembling hand
Watching it vanish
Turning to sand
That’s when I realized
I don’t have to hide;
What I’d been tracking
Was always inside.