In silence, they unfold
Whispering to no ears
Silence woven with insight and power,
In peace they lie, speaking not what they possess, Awaiting the blind with the thirst of vision, The coward with the dream of conquest.
They court the power to build and unbuild.
Which only manifests to the imaginations of it's seekers and keepers.
The marks which runs through their veins,
Confound lookers while rewarding it's watchers revolutionary abilities showcased in logic imagery.
In silence they await to liberate the empty barrel...
© kobby