Testing Times

You think as if you know everything.
You take the wind as a cleanser,
You take the warmth as a beginning.

You talk as if you know that silence.
You take the fire as a whisper,
You take the heat as a balance.

You thrive as if you know that path.
You take the read as a quiver,
You take the course as the grapes of wrath.

You Trip as if you know that journey.
You take the rain as a thunder,
You take the calmness as a mercy.

The tilted tales of twisted times,
Troubles the traces of lifetimes.
Terrified and trembled,
Secrets are spiled betimes.

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