Day 26: Hidden

Nothing is hidden to the eyes
Everything lies clear in the skies

The moon and the sun are still the one
That were there when the world had just begun
They still have those stories and mysteries
They simply refuse to share those histories

They’ve seen alot and heard much
Still they haven’t felt enough to budge
To come to me and confess
Of the past, present and the in between guess

I wonder why they don’t use the sound of lips
Vouching for riddles in an enigmatic eclipse

I suppose they’re not trying to hide
They just want to be left unconcerned
And yet control the tides