***
The stars disguise the darkness
and the discomfort deep inside.
It could almost make me forget the
loneliness I hide.
*
The night could bring me silence
and the stillness
of vast presence.
though withheld is the silent song
in the search that was broken,
mourning and aching
for truer words to be
spoken. ~
Although none will do
*
The mind does not hold the key
or the richness of melody.
it is only from NO-MIND
you see?
*
I linger and hunger
in want and despair
in search for a time
that's not even there? 
*
if I new the half of anything at all
I let you all in;
I'd give you a call. 
as it is I know nothing
yes this is true;
as I am as I am and I haven't a clue!
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