There’s no one on earth I can say this to  So I’ll say it to you  No one who would know what I mean  If there was, where would I begin?  You fully know the things our eyes have seen  While I can’t take away where mine have been    To shape the mist that lays  Lies in my mind always  What means so much to me  Means others barely see  It won’t be understood  Why do I think it should?    So for a thought, a truth, a thing that was  Pass over past, because  What’s so carefully kept from all  You understood and saw It’s good that it’s…