Shall I Speak of all I Seek?
Or Hint of that which Remains so Bleak?
Shall I unravel this Heart with Words,
Revealing the Unseen to Show the Unheard?
Whispers so Intrinsic to me,
Doubtless Verbose Tragedy
When All around me Sings Dulcet Tones,
Making my Music
A Witless Drone.
A simple verse about something that is far from simple: The Beauty of the Universal, Universal Love, Universal Consciousness, whatever you choose to call it. When compared to that inexpressible Beauty, any words I could ever choose fail to compare.
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