Waiting In The Wings

 
To mingle unseen, among a gathering of peers
as a diamond, submerged in champagne,
secluded in the hectic animation of effervescence,
so priceless........ that feeling.
Obscurity is no relief,
more a challenge
to test my patience
within the volatile restraints of uncertainty.
Is it not the nature of man to seduce,
or to be seduced by power and greed,
those shackles of insecurity
that grip so tightly.
I have that power, but it hides within fear,
I fear the blatant savagery, unleashed
as the faceted jewel cuts
through hardened glass,
it lacks the artistry of the skaters blade
gliding effortlessly through the frozen ice,
a temporary barrier,
so unlike the crystal flute,
yet so similar in appearance to the unsuspecting eye.
This outward glimpse of an inner strength
is not a callous quest for an ultimate power,
no one man should covet such infamy.
It is merely a reflection of an internal weakness
cocooned inside
until the moment is right.