What Is Truth...?

July 24, 2011




We touch the sky
You... and... I...
We touch a place that...
Holds... rain...
Holds... peace...
Holds... light...
Holds... eternity...
Holds... the truth...
Yet... oblivious to it

We... point... to it...
It's there... touch it...
Find it... become it...
And yet...
In the shuffle of the cards...
In the shuffle of life itself...
The deck is stacked...
And all... is confusion.

We live it... with them...
Some deep love
Shares their losses...
Mourns their losses...
Wants to fix that deck of cards
To make the game fair again...
Where none are losers.

Seeing behind...
Seeing far ahead...
We stand with them
Waiting for the sun...
Carrying their burdens...
Sharing their burdens...

Surely we can see
That we are not surrounded
By joys and celebrations...
We are swamped
With suffering and heartbreak...
With starving and illness...
With desperation and fear...
With struggling and confusion...
Looking for the answers.

We've gathered our baskets...
Filled to the brim with it...
Overwhelmed with it...
Burdened with it...
Looking for our own answers...
And...
Finding them.




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