I'm Nobody! Who are you?

Summer pond behind the trees

I'm Nobody! Who are you?
Are you – Nobody – too?
Then there's a pair of us!
Don't tell! they'd advertise – you know!

How dreary — to be — Somebody!
How public — like a Frog —
To tell one's name — the livelong June —
To an admiring Bog!


^ Poem by Emily Dickinson (1830-1886).

* Painting "Afternoon by the Pond" by Julian Alden Weir, circa 1908-1909.

People wear masks. And not only as respirators but those that are imprinted in heart.

They can seem kind to strangers, though they are just rude with their family. They can show love, though indeed they are only jealous.

Life is very unpredicted. To be popular we must have a "Name" in the world.

We often forget to how it's to be ourselves if we are under this multilayerd shell.

But our "inner human" is always true, honest, faithful and righteous.

We hide our nature to save it pure, but instead we can loose it in any time.

Because this connection with our inner personality become more weak with every day that was lived oppositely to our real nature.

Our pumped "Name" — good or bad, — lead us to some exact aim. Always check if you are what you want to be.

© Katia Marynowska

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