Beneath the stars there is a pure and undiscovered light.
Although the majority of us hesitate, but eventually regain the fight.
Of what others see clearly and our ancestors have claimed
Is fundamentally why we are here but yet why so restrained?
The unfathomable fear and inhibitions that within us do dominate.
To be as one and yet to indulge we must not procrastinate.
As an infant untainted by ebbing, incessant greed.
To share the love and to fulfil vital, primitive, core need.
As the circle of life unfolds abruptly and is revolved
The essences of our clarity is diluted, polluted and subsequently dissolved
As to why, where, when we walk these endless plains?
To be loved and acknowledged, is it all in vain?
We are who we are and who we are, has always been.
To pass undiscovered is our futile fate, which is undeservedly mean!
Our gift to all, so pure, surreal and indeed innocent in its nature.
Although we may trudge, lost, through the abyss in trusty, dependable waders
We know where we are going and where we have been.
The rest is a mystery and remains elusive and unseen!
Debbie Razey 2014