Behind the walls
that hold,
like a stone
lays still,
observing, just observing
with eyes hidden
to the world
Reflection shows
your hopes your dreams,
Not me not mine,
Though you may think
A ray of light
may shine on through
but shadows the deep,
the heart of who I am
A little piece here
Another one there
And I'm scattered like pollen
On a warm summer’s day
So dig with your shovel
and with all of your might.
The delusion
of knowledge won’t escape you now.
But the keeper of secrets
Is the one unknown
And the keeper of secrets
is the essence I hold.
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