We all wear one day more than a dozen

Our business face, our domestic face

They rebreal aspects of ourselves, hiding our real face

We wear one upon the others

Eben getting lost ourselves

Rarely showing our intimate

They protect,set apart,assure and symbolize

Masques protect the image we wish the world see

They are el

Ements of our being, they are balid

Search the true face, it would be the purpose

In the others, but it is sure

First on my own mirror