Birthing Truth

February 25, 2010
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Ever-present in those emerald orbs,
intra-cranial dances and dramas
waltz minutely onto center-stage
(between two gaping peepholes)
until Time's offspring
and the Universe's offerings
come to light in full swing.

A pivotal thought peaks,
and a certain light flickers.
Two glass bulbs are illuminated
for a single instant.

The stage goes dark.
Her secret is safe.

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Milo! said...
Mar. 13, 2010 at 7:25 am
I really love this. I really like how everyone can relate to this. I hope you keep writing, because this is great. You should check out some of my stuff. I think you would like it.
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