Once, I saw two incredible dancers,
Perform an incredible dance;
After which, one provided an answer,
To my spellbound onlookers trance:
‘To perform is to share,
To give of oneself,
To sacrifice something you hold.’
The onlookers present,
May receive your gift,
And grow from the story you told.
Indeed then I grew,
And now on to you,
I disclose this secret, this gold:
Let go of your truths, when they’re fully-grown;
They’re worth much more to others, than to you alone.
— January 2020
