Seconds ticked away.
Time dissolved.
What appeared—
was not.
What was not—
had appeared.
An original perspective.
A single occurrence.
Washed away the splendor.
A thought, an action, a word.
Innocent, pure, meaningful.
Had I revealed—
That which had been buried?
Or had I buried—
That which wanted to be revealed?
What was on the surface,
Was just the beginning…
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2 thoughts:
it is true that many things do not appear to be what they truly are. but that is the purpose... to delve deeper and to understand better.
So true... but now I'm just as confused as you apparently were when you wrote this...lol
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