Now They Return

matisse.green-stripe They seem forever to return to us,
Those once thought dead, perhaps destroyed.
Having disappeared, dropped off the map….
Exiled in darkness for decades, they waited.

Now they reappear—
Paintings once hated by those in power
Who tried to purify the world
By ravaging, destroying, speaking lies.

This I know:  greater truth will outlast
Meanness of malevolence…..
Truth hides deep within wilderness,
Strength of beauty preserved.

Even the blind absently cradle their thoughts,
Turn their gaze toward what cannot be seen—
Found beyond the pale, awaiting the return
Of a secret love hiding in plain sight.

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