Thursday, 4 April 2013

REVELATIONS



Unto me, world, revealed
Say then, everything is re-lived
Much unearthed, the natural
Plenty hidden, the artificial
Both, when time looses
Simultaneously are the verses


Child out of unknown curiosity
Moves a rock, from point of gravity
Daunting task it seems or sounds
To it docile is the ground
Just to consider somewhat forgotten
Creation, soiled away from men



Swipe off the dust
Out that ancient chest
Unlock turnover papery archives
Learn, gone days of our lives
Words or joined letters?
Secrets they tell us

Uncover, what we all know
Tell me about, unattended shows
What happened to them?
Did they reach hell or heaven?
To us, that seal, divinely concealed
Events that shall be revealed                                                                                                                     

BY M.O.O`

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