The Unspoken
The Unspoken
Written: by Miracle Man
January 18, 2021
From within a realm where thoughts are cached,
lie things from others of which we don't speak.
In some dark corner with exposure dashed,
They linger until tongue decides to leak.
Our heart, too often, decorates our sleeve,
and we weigh in depth what others might think.
But truth is more than what others believe,
and everyone's armor sports some small chink.
“Good thoughts bear good fruit, bad thoughts bear bad fruit,
and man is his own gardener”.
James Allen
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