A Hidden Truth You Buried North
The fact is - two lengths of any sort -
Travel by foot to the north
And buried there you'll find it still
The answer buried just for you
The sinking sun will solace you
As clouds come down to batter you
The earth it slinks, withheld, unsure
And sandy beaches windy winds
Do not move but do not amend
Buried there beneath fists of flesh
Forgotten till it became fresh
Hosting shuffling waiting for you
Is a breath of a message, written by you
The message crumpled iron sore
The earth had held within its core
Carries message not untrue
But oh so lost it doesn’t heal
The message clinks and chimes its truth
Its clockwork heart was made by you
But no time moves only stills
The edges burn but rust with truth
Angry eyes look at you own
You do not know where they belong
It’s wick hard shine
Reflect those eyes
They brood, regret and forget themselves
But still, they stand at the edge of truth
Your ears which held blood and earth,
Listened to what you research
But this time though they listen close
They listen hard with flesh and blood
The wind it’s screams start to shift
The earth and light it does so with
They still and hold their very core
Your hair, you breath, your heart your soul
You lips entwine with endless breath
And mutter words you lived to forget
Words you carried hard and sure
A thank you to your very soul.
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