Not perception,
not reaction,
but what is.
Under veils,
under paint,
chip it off to reveal
something feared.
Revered.
Held at arm’s length.
Don’t look too close
one might choke,
if unready to face.
Still it waits.
Can’t be erased,
for it still is.
©2021 Mary Grace van der Kroef
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Reminds me of a quote!
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Can you remember what one?
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Truth crushed to the earth is truth still and like a seed will rise again.
Jefferson Davis
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I do not remember hearing that one before. It’s good. Thanks for sharing!
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You’re welcome!
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Had to look it up lol
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