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Beneath the Surface

beneath the surface

Beneath the surface rests a soul

So unblemished, so sublime …

Beneath the surface rests a heart

So tender, so crystalline …

Beneath the surface rests a child

So innocent, so fine …

Beneath the surface rests a vision

So unjaded, so mine …

Yet the world sees the mortals at the surface

The exterior,

Never  deep, never within

Sits in judgement

So harsh , so grim

And  yet the fallible race strives and clobbers

The macrocosm

With all its might …

Those who bow

Get lost in the abyss …

Those who triumph

Sparkle in the sands of time …

I stand strong

As i glimmer, i rise and shine … !

 

Akriti