Truth is quiet
pressing against the walls
hoping you take notice
and find the strength to open up
and let the air of life inside.
Truth isn’t lurking in the shadows
but it is the light
of forgotten images
while You make up stories
masquerading a façade,
trying to fit into the world and expectations.
Truth is patient
waiting for you to take it,
to call for it,
and dance in harmony.
It stands, swaying to the music of your spirit,
watching you reject it over and over
until one day
you can’t avoid the light that it brings
and you must take Truth
into you as when a mother embraces her newborn child – engulfed in all the love
through the divinity in you.