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Secrets

It is our darkest secrets that define us,
Our unapproachable memories that guide a journey along.
We weave our way through forests and between the trees,
That harness the tune of our true hearts song.

These trees live such long lives, my dear,
Much longer than either you or I.
And sadly if you were to cut me through,
You would not find a great number of lines.

Because it takes a full lifetime to know,
How many secrets one can hold;
How many seams can be re sewn.
And how I am so shrivelled inside,
When I am still yet to grow old.

It is our darkest secrets that define us,
Our unconquerable thoughts that are the souring of our souls. 
One day I will take you to the forest with me,
And I will let the trees tell to you,
The secrets I have them told. 

 

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Tony Taylor

Hi Becky Williams!!.........this is a fantastic debut piece here............Secrets have been written about~ many times..........but I have never read one delivered in such a  powerfully creative way...........your formatting adds greatly to your read (well conceived) and your rhyme scheme open and fluid.........and your creative phrasing........."We weave our way through forests and between the trees...." perfect analogies and symbolism for wading through and sharing secrets..........the whole thing is endorsing the fact that you have an exceptional gift for wielding words.......Loved it!!        5*s   FAV     and..........Welcome to COSMO my friend...............smiles...........T xo

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Becky Williams

Hi Tony! Thank you so much for your kind words! Glad you liked it :-)

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AUTHOR WILLIAMS...

Honorable Poetess Becky Williams,

Each facet of the soul has its own dynamics, its own needs and strengths. At different times, different souls may be dominant. Knowing which soul is most active is important.For example, a dream that comes from one soul will be interpreted very differently than a dream from another soul.

When the naturally healthy dynamics of the soul shift to one extreme or another, what is healthy can become toxic. For example, curare is a wonderful heart medicine, but it can also be used as a deadly poison.

Good theme, well depicted, my applause, my vote,I love the below lines

These trees live such long lives, my dear,
Much longer than either you or I.
And sadly if you were to cut me through,
You would not find a great number of lines.

Keep writing,

Regards

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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