Secrets Kept
on this forever journey
in search of who i am
with blindness as my vision
and me the secret kept
with waves of daylight dawning
in every move i make
my silence is the awkward sound
that has much more to say
am i too late to find the early
too odd to even up the score
too far down to see over me
recognizing nothing at all
any path that's on this journey
will take me to where i am
with blindness as my vision
and me the secret kept
Copyright © Mike Hauser | Year Posted 2018
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