The Voice of Truth
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Voice: Sara Ella
The road ahead is winding,
And curving, never straight.
From far, light shines the way,
And I’m forever finding,
The distance that I made,
Will not lead me astray.
The voice of truth is calling
Inside my chest, it beats
A fast and steady drum.
And when I’m almost falling,
When everything defeats,
It whispers, a soft hum.
I want to reach that tree ahead,
And hug it’s truthful trunk,
And rest my aching neck.
And everything ever said,
In truthfulness has sunk.
And finally, I am back.
And beauty is not what I see,
But I found inside of me,
That everything I want can be.
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January 17, 2017
© Darren White
Copyright © Darren White | Year Posted 2017
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