There's An In-Between

Part 1 - Unrequited Truth

Nothing so Pure, nothing so seen, yet how painfully beautiful hath thus been. Thy words uttered in sound given thee complete and bountifully, only that which spoken are words laced with a token. Deceit so thus graced with an unrequited receipt, thus of words so claimed to be, when one hath stated I say to thee: Thy words I utter are Truthfully

With clouds of color and hues of blues, mix and match thy dutifully clues. With nature serene, they burdens carry thee. So bound and beyond they skies prolong, with colors of light and colors of song, far beyond thy heavens mountain shall thy see a crown like fountain. With humans eye thy shall not see, but truly I say to thee, as thy gates of eyes thus close shall thy make that thee believe and let thy breath escape from thee.

Thy eyes of spirituality can only see what hath been gifted to thee, with stars that scar and colors so far. As light and darkness mold and form so beautifully clean, hath thee seen such beauty serene? Not in world nor in sight, but beyond thy human might?

Words unknown to human spite, words so hidden from thought and sight... Where can thus find such peace and delight? For words hath been taken and changed as right, so claimed are words as if paid.
Through words hath blood been shed, and lives been born in the bountiful morn.. Words encase every part of thee, and form thee then with emotion and morality. Thus words uttered in start none can quite claim, for words belong to thy world so prolonged and stained. Yet clear as day there is one way, but is thy world ready to partake?

For a Truth so thus Unrequited, thus in life it is painfully beautiful yet completely spited...

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CREDIT NOTE:

Thank you to my amazing and inspirational Mother
- Corlia Callegaro

For the words you utter inspire me, and the life you lead encourages me.

I dedicate this piece to you ❤