I may lie beyond your sight,
An undelved treasure,
Unexplored, but still in delight.
You turned a blind eye,
Doesn't imply I don't exist.
I'm just a far cry,
Dern in the rear of mysterious mist.
But I'm unconcealable for
Expert's eyes.
Waiting for the one, who can
Softly scrutinize.
- Garima Juneja
