The Veil

How we progress through this experience called life

Unveiled, 

The truth has thorns

and the darkness has arms;

happiness lies and anger explodes. 

We move along this common ground, 

you and I. 

A soup of emotions, ready to blow. 

The nature of progression pushes us forward

through life

we move silently through strife

and why

who knows. 

Plant our feet carefully between mintes

we know are there yet we cannot see. 

and be, we try, with ourselves

however bitter that may seem. 

We come across a stream that flows free

how we wish we could be. 

Blue, crisp, and clear

with a purpose dear

to this Earth, 

and we envy the stream. 

But free we are in the mind and heart, 

as the steam can never be, 

rejoice, I say, for we are unique. 

Unveiled, 

the darkness has arms, 

but we have a voice.