Shallow

Seen through all too easily,
There's no hiding of insides.
Clearly my mind has windows
Into exploding emission.
No secrets to be kept hidden,
No desires to be kept as dreams.
Only dreams of pure form
Untold, do stay within.
All too expectant, though diverse,
I slip into the stream of enlightenment.
My aura giving haste
To juxtapositions about me.
It matters not my silence,
All is known from my transgressions.
I am a shallow pond
Giving insight to all held within.
Yet I am not so shallow
As to be totally understood.
The one I thought did, seems to know me less,
The one I thought did not, seems to know me more.
And still I'll follow my heart,
Be it my hell in times yet to come.
My curtains will never close
Out the wanderings I don't disclose.


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