This promised mask shows true promise’s face,
A gift unsought given with open heart.
The masque continues with an empty space,
This mask a way for you to dance your part.
Within the masque masked Harlequin prances,
dances with passion, makes the dance too hard,
madly grins, rolls the dice, takes his chances
hides a true heart behind motley facade.
From the wings sweet faced Columbine watches
slippered feet moving to the piper’s tune,
hoping for a motley fool who wishes
she’d dance beneath the bright inconstant moon.
Behind false faces our true faces hide
True masks reveal the unmasked truths inside.