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The richest veins always run deeper |
| Caverns Echoes of a pipe dream Resonate below Places where the heart deems Too dangerous to go Still, the mind it wanders Down caverns dark and deep Where hopes and dreams were squandered The soul, it bathes and reaps The silhouettes and shadows The ghosts of things long dead Phantoms that don't even know Their presence in the thread Their place within the night weave Rich veins, untapped, unmined Seams lined where soul cleaves and spirits start to find Rapture in the echoes sent Returns on what we paid In darkness, our voice is spent In light of choices made Yet somehow still you have a place Lighting up the room The reservoir that fills this space Runs neon in the gloom Running lustrous through the veins Through seams, it ebbs and glows Through sumps it pumps, the light sustains Through estuaries it flows Skimming pebbles cross a lake Placid, thoughtful, still To see what thoughts the ripples wake, What memories distil Filtered, dripped through potholes deep Where rocks and pebbles fell Some skimmed fruitful, long in sweep … other's not so well Each one weighed with purpose Each one with it's place You can never have a surplus In such a lonely space and should such echoes find you Such voices find their way To the grottos that we climb through Each and every day Be thankful for the voices That want to delve that deep Be cautious with your choices The ripples that you reap Some Echoes born of pipe dreams May grind within life's teeth … always mine the bright seams, that resonate beneath |
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