UNTOLD

UNTOLD

and now
for a riddle, a parable,
a moment
of silence

this poem
cannot speak
is best left unsaid

let out
     sent on its way

tracking sweeping sky to Earth
Earth to
sky parabola

from absurd truth
of particle accelerator

back and
forth
    to ancient text

everything is
written the way it is

you and I
written
the way we are