The insights of healing are never-ending stories,
For the seeming closure of every wound,
Exposes the beginnings of many others.
And in time the stars are seen to shine brightly,
As the moon glows an eerie light stronger,
But layers and layers of disturbing realities,
Just continually grow one into another.
The fiercest of outraged energies create,
Grievances, that slowly propel peace closer,
For experience can teach skills of understanding,
Yet at the cost of stealing daily from the senses.
Of trust and the distortions of every fickle truth,
Moral grounds that shift and pathways of cold reason,
Lead to silently still spaces of subversive light, where
The powers of vision are moulded into a surreal gift.