Tanka №5

I'm not who I am

yesterday or tomorrow.

Ever to become

whom I long to be, to know;

to move in place with Time's hand.

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Your real inner self Cannot be touched from without Rather, in the dark Beneath the shallow smoke screen Buried deep is the treasure

Silence between words One beat of a hummingbird Moments 'tween moments Buried secrets, left unheard Dark star shining, formless pearl

I hold my tongue tied Knotted feelings wring my heart Bundled secrets bide