The Knot

I may not realize I play the game

But just like you I indulge the same.

With broken mind and whittled spirit

I can’t help but hear it.

A wordless whisper, a silent roar

Never wondering what it’s for.

Put it aside, take it in stride

Still I play the game

Never considering what I hope to tame.

The beast of glory, the beauty of innocence

Is it anything but a hindrance?

The question not asked

Just casually passed 

Without recognition.

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