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Without Hiding - Almost Tao
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On the surface,
the spectacle of exhibition.
Inside, the cloning of our Soul.
Around, the misty, mystifying purpose.
Clouds of fears and pretends.
The Mask protuberance of senses.
Behind it..clear look and constrained silence.
In the horizontal, multi egos reflecting.
Along the vertical ...columns of yearning.
What is there at the centre of my own image?
A heart beating, warm paced, exhilarated.
Untamed horse without a carriage.
I have lost my crown thoughts not longer my own.
I have lost my seat upon the throne's of Gods.
I have opened the Gates of Eternity,
engraving my image upon the Darkness..
This poem is subjected to © Copyright Rosa Cobos 2012 - All rights reserved
July 12th, 2012
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