fauxcroft

Mysteries resonate throughout time

Secrets lost that are hard to define,

Truths are buried in past history

To be found with eyes made to see,

Not in the closed minds who skeptically

Write off things they choose not to believe,

Not based on research, evidence or facts

But on the knowledge that they lack,

Of words they heard other skeptics say

Repeating ignorance like sheep at play,

Unaware of greater things that passed this way

And left footprints along the cosmic trail.