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Matters of the heart are not easily dismissed or disguised Thus the elaborate masks we wear. An illusion, so others can't see Truth is not easily cast aside or veiled Though a mask can conceal these for a short while Truth, like air, will in time find its way to the surface For the heart holds truth and truth is easily sought It is a brilliant light that can not be buried Its intensity reaches the greatest depths of our souls And reveals itself through the windows
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Feb 10, 2021
Feb 10, 2021 at 8:45 PM UTC
Windows
Matters of the heart are not easily dismissed or disguised Thus the elaborate masks we wear. An illusion, so others can't see Truth is not easily cast aside or veiled Though a mask can conceal these for a short while Truth, like air, will in time find its way to the surface For the heart holds truth and truth is easily sought It is a brilliant light that can not be buried Its intensity reaches the greatest depths of our souls And reveals itself through the windows
The eyes are the windows to the soul. The last line of this poem refers to truth being revealed through the eyes. Written December 9, 2003
Melmartz
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Feb 10, 2021 at 8:45 PM UTC
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