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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