Invisible

I pass through a crowd

Keeping to myself,

Making no eye contact,

Holding my arms

Tightly at my sides,

I touch no one.

My mind tells me

I am insignificant.

No one notices if I’m present or absent.

You don’t look at me;

I don’t look at you.

I am invisible.

But you shatter the lie,

Seek me out,

Look me in the eye,

Confront me with the truth.

“You are not invisible!

I see you. I value you. I love you.”

“You are not invisible.

Therefore you are responsible

For what you see around you,

And what you allow others to see in you.”

My heart tells me I am significant,

Endowed with an instructed tongue

That knows the word that sustains the weary.

I am who I am, what I am, where I am,

For such a time as this.