The Secret

Deep and dark, the secret swept
its way into their lives. It reasoned
not, and never dared to dream.
Its tale was a maze that never
led to their enlightening.

It simply was. Cold and cruel,
imbedded in the silence that
they always chose to keep.
Unguarded, and yet caged,
it raged within.

It was present in their everyday
expressions. Subtly, it stole
their trust away. More than
fear or terror, it was pure within
a given tone, unnamed.

Strong enough to make them shake,
but never quite apparent. Secretly,
it tamed the flight of spirit on the rise.
Claiming just a little bit more caution,
it gnawed from inside out, wanting more
and needing to be known.

Their lives went on. Never quite the same
again, they slowly wandered on. Disturbed,
but never quite enough to change.
The questions that they left unasked
were building in degrees. Something there,
was wallowing within an endless tease.

Tickling their fancy, and then tampering
with any satisfaction they might glean.
Turning loving hearts into a slow
and muddy stream. It entered there,
into the dream, to cast its evil spell.

Deep and dark, the secret swept
its way into their lives. It reasoned
not, and never dared to dream.
Its tale was a maze that never
led to their enlightening.

It simply was - so very real.
Small, the seed, but great the need.
And so the altering began again...

? Michaelette ?

10/19/2002
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