hidden words and doubt
treasure an equal ----
an unspoken language
it is known to all
and recognized by few
that there is a fork in the road
and one in the mind
one may be rich with law
& one formed by mindful pessimism
in between we find solace
there is peace in the solace
languages are spoken by the fluent
learned by the voyager
caressed by the curious
but some languages will never
be spoken
may they always be stitched with
hidden words &
treasured by an equal
may the fluent learn
and learn well
Sep 16, 2025
Sep 16, 2025 at 7:25 PM UTC
hidden words and doubt
treasure an equal ----
an unspoken language
it is known to all
and recognized by few
that there is a fork in the road
and one in the mind
one may be rich with law
& one formed by mindful pessimism
in between we find solace
there is peace in the solace
languages are spoken by the fluent
learned by the voyager
caressed by the curious
but some languages will never
be spoken
may they always be stitched with
hidden words &
treasured by an equal
may the fluent learn
and learn well
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