Transparency
See-through.
Can you see right through me?
Are my motives made of glass?
Can you read thoughts inside me?
Or will you let it pass?
If you’re looking for transparency
Look deep into my eyes
The truth is written plain to see
You’ll see through my disguise.
The fathoms of understanding
Are etched upon the lens
Of the camera in your mind
And words, your thinking pens.
In diaphanous moments
Thoughts spill onto the ground
Then are re-arranged and sorted
Some lost and others found.
It’s crystal clear and plain to see
And easily discerned
Undisguised out in the open
And as far as you’re concerned.
What you see is what you get
My mind’s an open book
I’m totally transparent
If you doubt me take a look.
I’m on the surface of the shining lake
And transparent as blue water
And deep within my discipline
I reveal what I ought to.
On opaque and cloudy mornings
The mists soon burnt away
By the rays of the rising sun
Greeting a clear new day.
©
David Rudder
2022
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