Friday, May 28, 2010

The Platonic Wall Perhaps?

Upon the bloody wall,
Was light amidst the shadow,
Surrounded by a pall,
Of deepening dark and woe;
The images of form,
Grown hazy in reflection,
The norm to norm all norms
Suffering rejection.
We see these things but darkly
And understand but little,
The truth will rise and starkly
Break the shadows brittle.

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