Openness

Secrets are the Devil’s wasteland

Held inside the dark recesses of

An unrelenting Hell

Waiting to unleash their bane.

 

Holding back and holding on to

Enigmatic mysteries

(When only truth holds freedom’s fare)

Can only be a source of pain.

 

Mayhap there lives a smarter option

To this lost and cryptic world,

One whose prospect need not be

A grand deception filled with lies.

 

Might it be an open mind that

Leaves the hurt of guile behind

And paves the path to a peaceful mind.

The ultimate surprise.

 

Shall I listen?

Might I hear?

May I not react with haste?

To cast the die before its cue

Leaves such a bitter aftertaste.