The Peaks of the Unseen
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| In the quiet stillness of water, reflections tell tales and hidden truths begin to surface. A moment of clarity, slowly unfurling from the depths. |
The Gentle Unveiling
Beneath the laughter, in the silent space,
A truth resides, awaiting time and grace.
Not loud proclaimed, nor hammered into sight,
But like a star, emerging from the night.
It lingers softly, a half-remembered tune,
Beneath the daylight, beneath the silver moon.
A gentle current, shifting in the deep,
Awakening secrets that the shadows keep.
Truth's Subtle Surface
Then, in a whisper, or a quiet glance,
A moment opens, granting it a chance.
A subtle knowing, blooming from within,
Where clarity begins, and fears grow thin.
No forceful breaking, just a slow release,
A hidden truth, arriving into peace.
Unspoken, yet profound, it finds its way,
Illuminating, at its chosen day.
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