The Light Sees Behind Your Mask

The sun is up, but you are still sitting at a table with a stranger wearing your face. You have smiled so long, performed so well, that you no longer know what lies beneath the mask you wear for them.

The gap between who you are and who they think you are feels like a canyon you cannot cross. But listen — the light does not need your performance to see you.

It saw you before the first smile, and it sees you now, behind the act. You do not have to maintain the illusion for the dawn to break.

The rising sun shines on the real you, the tired you, the hidden you, just as much as the polished version. You can put the mask down.

The light knows who you are, and it is not afraid of the silence that comes when the acting stops.