The Invisible

No one
sees but no

and everything
becomes vague in the
eyes, in the minds,

yet, the
one who feels
can always come

near and all the
energies of the sun
and the moon are exhausted.

These bones
may ache, may ruin.
But in a time when the

true reason is explained,
skepticism becomes conviction,
and there is a

motion from here
to there where goodbye
is also invisible.



About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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2 Responses to The Invisible

  1. This poem really touched me Chester

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