Get Me?

There's nothing about me

that won't beat you to your knees--

beat you down with kindness

with serenity,

with ease.

There's nothing more about me,

that You yet need to hear.

Those secrets lie in a place that

a wise man would yet fear.

There lurks in the darkness,

in the shadow of the light,

the things that keep us seeing,

tamping down what is bright.

For what could be more painful

than looking in the sun?

looking at the true brightness?

unsullied.

one.

So don't dig too deep

there'll be brightness at the core

you thought the corona was hot

hydrogen breaks here

there is nothing

nothing more

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[sherra.]

You have a way with words. I strive to write as well as you one day.