They came and went
Yes
Light bulbs inviting
Somewhat beckoning
Moments eventful
Tucked beneath
Fleeting glimpses
Scrolling
Waving past
*
Oblivious of insurmountable clout they bore
I stared blankly
Occasionally elevating eyebrow
Disconnected at heart often
From the foray before my eyes
I knew it not
Fathomed not
Mystery hidden beneath the trail
Enigma to say the least
Come to think of it in retrospect
A worthwhile saying indeed
They are not what they seem to be
Things
And still waters run deep
For an iceberg is not an equivalent of its tip
Neither are they always prominent
Things that could permanently alter life’s course
Prominently
**
How amazing
Lesson learnt best
From the best
As they came and went
Yes
Light bulbs inviting
Somewhat beckoning
Moments eventful
Tucked beneath
Fleeting glimpses
Scrolling
Waving past
In a trail
Sometimes one could almost see this sealed countdown to the grand
Somewhere in the beneath of beneaths
***
Each subsequent sequence an advanced version of the former
I knew I was getting closer
Defining moment
Still I’m yet to reconcile
Discrepancy revealed
How substance so momentous
Could be veiled in such fleeting glimpses
Inviting
Somewhat beckoning
Scrolling
Waving past
In a trail
***
So it turns out
Beauty lying in the eyes of its beholder
Profound in mystery and implication
For though the glimpse flashes in fleeting fashion
Yet it could last forever on impact
At connection imprint
Moment in a lifetime
That’s a story for another day though
And there is a reason what is
And what used to be
Exist worlds apart
Far as east is from the west
©The Blazing Trail 2013
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Excellent! (did you mean ‘glimpses’ though?)
Much is illusion, yes.
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“They are not what they seem to be”… well written. You put into words thoughts that haunt as life goes on, searching for that moment when truth is exposed. “I know I am getting closer” – for sure… one day the truth will be revealed in Ray’s death. God bless.
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It is that hope keeps us going, eagerly looking forward to the place of utmost peace, And perfect light where details reveal to the very latter…truth’s last laugh….like no other!
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