If I wore nothing, I’d be deemed a heretic, maybe sihr.

A freak by the West but depending on my current shape – potentially welcome?

I am not deterred.

I am encouraged.

By Faith.

I embrace willingly.

My choice.

I am hidden, yet alive.

A fully functioning enigma of grand proportions.

The ultimate secret.

Great power in my anonymity.

Great power in mystery.

You fear what you do not know or understand.

Confident in your judgement.

Inside this cloak my senses expand.

A Queen lioness quietly crouched amongst this sea of privileged, yet broken humanity.

The doubt is evident yet ineffectual.

I know the path and this journey is none but my own.

I walk protected.

I walk in peace.