The Onset of Recognition Still Yet Unaware

Woe the one who denies feeling, refusing to follow the tempting caresses of emotion Claims boredom, holding back from crossing over into the land of adventure of which one stands upon without recognition. Alas suffering souls congregate beckoning love And because hearts have yet to shatter incur each other like rocks residing in statues. Worthless in squandered potential for happiness, These spirits have shuttered at any introspective thought. If only the statues would crumble revealing the rocks inside. One may notice these rocks to be Gems in retrospect.