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Thistles and Thorns

The art of not knowing
is to discreetly view the world
seeing the beauty amongst the thistles

The budding blush on a soul becoming
The bluest of depths in a person
The sacredness of hope endearing us to Him

Rotations of a sundial
a sun touches the Earth
Sets a soul to wander
away from the madness
it is wisdom in the making

Directing the darkness
recesses of shadows
flicker then fade
being nothing more than fables

There is a design worthy
the breath of life among us
Who recompenses this gift

With knowledge

Written by crimsin (Unveiling)
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