Elohim

I know that momentary pleasures,
Do not hold true.
I have known it from the start.
No one knows what lays...
Beneath the skin of man,
Inside an organ called, "The heart."
Within a bell rings...
A butterfly on wings...
The flutter that it causes is unknown.
And, yet somehow they can be shown
Unfolding like the petals of a rose.
So, you behold the truth untold.
The many treasures that lie there,
Will bare, a small unbroken character...
So, I have looked, and found,
A greater love abounds...
Beyond the limits,
Of this God forsaken plane...
The answer to the pain...

by Ofelia E.M.K. Shook

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