Secret Thoughts

Secret Thoughts Through shimmering heat and memory clouded eyes, You search the distant hills and rocky peaks For any sign, a face or distant cries To lift your mind, disturbed, as someone speaks Their secret thoughts of moments, always missed, By those who seek their mirror imaged self. So should you find, and keep this sacred tryst, This Holy Grail, best yet approach with stealth Lest, with each footfall, timid creatures may Just turn and run, and in their running fall. Then, in shattered shadows make their way To darkest corners, heedless of that call, They’ll show themselves in night-times velvet cloak Or talk, in silent whispers, gently spoke.