An Anamnesis Of Spring √

windows are boarded

If we could see through the flesh and discern the markings of the soul, and truly see what is inside.

But the eyes can only see so far, for it is the heart that truly descries the core of our being.

And yet, I keep wishing we could see the inner truths, the secrets, the fears the sorrows and the passions the chest keeps locked away. The contents only given to those deserving.

We fear what we don't understand. And we don't understand anything at all.

Humanity, amidst the glory of its achievements have yet to uncover the greatest truths of the universe.