Our World of Secrets
Shallow seas fall into a deep river.
Blue sky’s soar up up up into the great beyond.
What lies above beneath these surfaces no one truly knows.
They are worlds that are meant to be loved, not to be understood.
Eventually we will all discover the secret.
When a loved one dies.
When we hear the bells chime.
When the waves crash against the shore.
The secret is being brought to life.
It is known.
It is loved.
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