Friday, August 14, 2015

Cry The Tears

I listen for Truth

For truth speaks softly

It is not boastful nor proud

Truth whispers low

Solemn quiet

It wraps around

Like Smoke

Subtle and free

Truth Knows no Boundaries

No limits Truth Speaks

From within

Not without

It floats In the spaces

Of dreams

It is not angry or vengeful

Truth simply is

It cannot Be hidden

Nor disguised Truth

Shines Like iridescent Dew

It rests Within Your heart

Of hearts Truth

Unchanged Living

The promise

As it was so

It shall Be

Cry The Tears



Mother Sharon Damnable said...

..I love this poem.....

Oberon said... do i...thanks for it !