life is at its fullest in the moments one reaches out with their heart to look through the veil, see past the mask, peer beyond the defenses, to see, and accept, what is - both the scarred and the beautiful - in their world; for the eyes are devious and play tricks on the mind, the heart is pure.
I have been absorbed by your latest poems—they always put me in a thoughtful place. You remind me that I am not the only one aging…😉