How Lovely Can Ignorance Be...
how can you ever see
what i am seeing?
the words are veils
the face remains hidden
do you remember my voice?
it is trembling
cascades of meaning
yet you can hold nothing
what i have seen
rushes my blood in the middle of my being
it is a tryst of myself to myself
that i try to capture in syllables
understanding makes you leave me
so i chose the reverse
i am not there
i am not what you think i am
i live on the other side of the river
and you do not know the vein going there
for years i will be silent
to understand myself more
i leave no trace
when the time comes you may see a footstep
a picture of a foot step
and you shall know what suffering did my foot have
it is over soon
i think, it is better that you shall not know
as you shall love me still
how lovely can ignorance be!
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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