Real Truth
The universal consciousness,
conceals infinite whereabouts
unknown
Our nightmares obscure
memories of multiple dreams
and fantasies ...
If everything were revealed to us
all sudden, if all was said ...
many of us would not desire
even have been born ...
Copyright © Alkas Poetry | Year Posted 2019
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