Truth

Imagine a rock in a square pool set on a white background
It is still life stuck in stasis
Give it an eternity to exist in this state
And you will find the waters rising

Like the glory that is your mind
An ever yearning from deep inside
What is stuck in stasis forever can not bide
For the rock and the pool are things real in space
And that which is seen has no true face

CuldeSac

What are words without understanding and what is understanding without sense?

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