alone
in crowded rooms
seen
but not seen
unfulfilled
our souls long for connection
we wear masks
expert, debutante, mother of the year
believing
we’re supposed to know
the answers
cloaks prevent
I/Thou
opportunity
possibility
lost
remedy
close at hand
disrobe
make space
invite the other in
Thanks for the inspiration Orleans, Hannah Arendt, Bob, Manu, and Sean.
Quite well said. May I have the next dance?