We hid our faces away from the light. Casting but shadows of a life. Coloured existence fades to black and white. We are but figures under the light. Speak to me so I hear you. Touch my hand and say I am tangible. Seek me out and say you see me. Sense me not but truly feel me. We hid long enough in the darkness of our days. Look up and see, I am here looking at thee. Hide not that face from me… See me!