Strength

Tired hands reach out,

Tired eyes soften,

Holding the weight of many dreams,

Yearning for soft skies.

Softness calls to me.

Strong shoulders bear it,

Yet a heart longs for the light,

Just once let me be.

In silence I wait,

For a moment to be free,

To shed the strong cloak.

In the quiet night,

Hope sparkles in the still air,

A wish for my heart.

When will joy find me?

In a world that sees my strength,

Will I find my peace?