Perception
What appears to the eye
uncovers the soul
with infinite truths
of both light and black
Hearts cling too dearly
to their perished flames
Sailing wept waters
that stream slowly aback.
We live and die as one
fruit of prized passions
that bind and blind us
on some grander scale
Questions soar through seasons
Obscure, unanswered
Shielding the secrets
only love should unveil.
Copyright © Joshua Hornsby | Year Posted 2009
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