It is still a fact,...

It is still a fact,
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© Vinay Kumar Vaidya,
vinayvaidya111@gmail.com
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It is still a fact,
That we never,
Stand to the fact.
And just because,
We don't see the fact,
We hardly know the fact.
As soon as,
The fact emerges before us,
Sheds its clothes and stands naked before us,
At once we dress it up in the cloak of a comment.
We don't let it say a word.
And though it speaks not in words,
And though has
nothing to hide,
Reveals its form,
As of the shadow of the Reality,
It is ever the light of.
And if we can but keep silent for the moment,
It returns to that Reality,
Taking us too in its stride.
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And though,
The Reality is never old or new,
The fact, never old,
Ever so new.
As Reality,
The fact too,
Is never one,
Nor is many.
But our comment, at once dissects it,
Into many,
Into countless,
Into innumerable.
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Is not this strange,
How the fiction,
Readily turns the fact,
Into a world full of chaos and strife?
While looking silently the fact,
Lets it take us to the Reality,
Beyond and prior to the Reality,
We are the light of??