The Art Of Truth

August 14, 2011




Searchers
Dreamers
Thinkers
Feelers...
Priests of truth...

Looking...
Daring to look...
Without so much
As a... hint of trespass...
Innocent light...

Waiting upon the truth...
Waiting for that truth
That always wants to speak...
That always yearns to speak...
That truth
That unfolds to the light
With little more
Than a mere... knudge...
That truth...
That wants to answer
That question...
That universal question...
"Why."

Searchers
Dreamers
Thinkers
Feelers...
Priests of truth...
Rocks of equanimity...

Revering...
Revering truth...
Like a sacred idol
Placed carefully...
Handled carefully...
Respectfully...
Barely touching...
Not to disturb the quiet...
The quiet
From which truth emerges...
The quiet
That gives place
For sacred things
Like... truths...
Truths... that reveal...
Truths... that can destroy...
Truths... that hurt...
Truths
So totally personal
That... they become... sacred...
Sacred things
That no one really understands
But ourselves...
But... finally revealed...
Just to ourselves...
In the quiet
After their passing.

Searchers
Dreamers
Thinkers
Feelers...
Priests of truth...
Messengers of light...

Catching pieces of eternity
In their trek across that flat plain...

Catching pieces of light
In their queries of that darkness...

Knowing only
That life is a secret...
And we each... have ours...
In our own ways...
But... in their searching
They find them for us...
And life is revealed to all...
And to each...
In their own quiet way...
In their... light...

And... in the innocent light... healing.




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