??Underneath a mask handmade,?
To rearrange the broken frame,?
Patch the walls, replace the gaps,?
Till the flaws are overlapped,

??An image of what once stood and ought to be,?
Laid behind a front that selfishly, ?
Rejected the light that tried to dry,?
Restless tears shed by its blinded sky,??

Beyond the window, above the line,?
A yearn to break its paradigm,
?To escape from its internal storm,?
And reach towards the arms of whom,?
Shelters its borders, calms its raging seas, ?
The one who so relentlessly,?
Embraces the jaded heart beneath,
?and claims it His own masterpiece.