Truth
Truth…
I’ve heard spoken—
In fact, I’ve listened, and
listened.
Was it really TRUTH?
I believe it was
but, a cloud appeared
over the ones who
spoke of YOU.
I believed them.
But, when I sat
with them they
were not ‘living’ TRUTH.
I ran away—
Yes, I moved on as
far as I could.
ALWAYS, truth seemed
around me…
cradling me…
calling me back…
Letting me know—
TRUTH is never easy
BUT
once it is out
you can no longer go
back to what was.
Truth has a way of
setting you apart.
It disturbs others…
their ‘perfect worlds.’
They conjure up
all kinds of reasons
separate from truth
and yet—in its name.
Their busy lives—
Their ‘group’—
why they’d betray
their kind if they
acknowledged the truth—
they’d be set ‘out’—EXILED.
Truth does set one
apart
AND
it helps one to see
with greater clarity
that in truth
we are not
so far apart.
Good one Sandra, so true about the truth!
In Gratitude David—oh, the simplicity of Truth:)