the stars, the sea, and sleep.

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Come For The Bull

I've found comfort in understanding
This outstanding situation,
Free of manipulation,
Simple and pure,
As sure as this sacred air that we breathe
Blessed with the truths
That come out when we speak.

This oddity is a normalcy within itself
And so we fit better in the mold that they made.
We teased at the thought,
In the casing we played.

So it will hide and it will show
In the back of our minds
With a faint subtle glow
Because some secrets are kept safe,
And they are better that way.

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