Mystery

Thee weave meticulously
The untold mysteries
I only remain unconscious
In thy consciousness

You have untreaded lands
To explore the unfathomable
I have my earth
To comply with

Your vastness submerge
All oceans and the skies
My alms are reduced to
Bones and the mites

Your thunder crack the laugh
In munitions abound
My denial in empty hands
Offbeat my eccentricity

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