if you managed to get a glimpse
of my inner markings,
would that change your mind about so many things
pertaining to me?
And I wonder
if you realised
that I have scars too;
those that aren’t easily seen
and those that are embedded deep –
would that make you trust me
to care for you and yours?
Gentle thoughts and gentle mind
amounts to nothing, doesn’t it?
How could they
when what’s asked is more valuable
than the cheapness of what’s being offered.
Action speaks louder than words –
I know –
but what if words are all that I own
to give and pledge fully?