threadstones

Not in the Minds that sought to ask why

Nor in the Hearts that cared to find how

Not in the Eyes that craved to see light

Nor in the Ears that yearned to hear truth

Lie hollow rocks uncrushed

Empty stones made only out of easy talks

For talking walks but walking talks better

Yet a walk without truth cannot rest

For it cannot know where it is not

To and fro, round and around it wanders and wonders

Making a coarse route of deceit about an empty nothingness

Until unfounded talks are arrayed as gemstones of truth

Yet are they nothing but a meaningless tapestry

Unending threads round a void whole

Look closely with your single eye

To hear that which your ears could not see

Lo! THREADSTONES they are, and this is the only TRUTH in them

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