Hidden Structure

Beauty wilts and love will flucture what remains is hidden structure

blushing primes sly chiding knots intertwine betwixt our thoughts

creation lives to create chipping from the ob’lisk slate

talk amoungst our little selves speculating filling shelves

search we will and see we’ll not blindness is our earthly lot

but the voice of the void is vast notice it through the nets we cast

Written on January 5, 2019