There It Was

Soul Poetry

There it was,

all along.

But clouded eyes

couldn't see past

the dusky visions of

their own making.

Like an epiphany,

there it was,

ever and omni-present.

Manifesting itself

before me

like an apparition.

So obviously there-

it was.

A phantasm of reality's


in stark-naked

view of my cloaked being.

So long was I blinded

by the tug of doubt,

the pressence of uncertainty.

Yet, there...

right there,

it was.

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