In the quiet hush of morning streets,
Faces covered, yet eyes meet.
A world of whispers in every glance,
Silent stories in a masked dance.

The fabric shields what we cannot see,
A barrier, yet a bridge to be free.
Behind the mask, a universe untold,
Hearts still brave, and spirits bold.

In shadows, kindness finds its way,
Through gestures, the words we cannot say.
Eyes speak volumes, through the mist,
A nod, a wave, a gentle twist.

When the masks finally fall away,
Remember the lessons of today.
That even when the world feels apart,
Connection resides within the heart.