Secrets

In natures imperfections we find,

Secrets,

Made of unbreakable stone,

Each holds,

Some of the most powerful elements,

Able to only be contained by the very will of it’s beholder,

In this absolute true existence,

Another way we discover,

How perfection is defined

Distinguished from every other kind,

In faith is found a clarity,

Unequaled in all time,

One instant,

Of bliss to experience,

At no other place will time or space allow such an event to ever present itself,

Selected,

Are thee who are given this honor to perceive,

Miracles seen each minute now passing,

These surroundings long ago created,

A crystallizing act of relation,

Between these objects of substance,

And science,

Now,

Another moment frozen,

As time stands still,

Standing here now,

In a collective silence…

                                    K.