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seed within the words
at times there is a seed
within the words
a core of the meaning
i am trying to reach
‘though what is on paper
does not say it as yet
sometimes i can find it
and re-work the order
of the words, or change one
or a dozen to get closer
other times i need hours
or days of letting the words
mewl in my mind until they
sort themselves into truth
or at least as close to it
as i am capable of coming
for the time being
willing to believe
we are so willing to believe
that what we experience
is truth
yet even our experience of color
is limited by the wavelengths
we can absorb, knowing that,
in reality, there are many more
at each end of the spectrum
why then do we limit God
only to what we are