Truth Un-Found

truth a myth
all around
truth rages
to be more profound
here its desolate
in my heart
fate says:
beginnings with ends
and ends' beginning
all mixed up
and never ending
lost and alone
 cant we ride?
to the sun
to the tide?
for never we'll have rest
until we have caressed
creation's brow
to breathe the truth
of who "I" am
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Michael Avatar
January 21, 2018 at 3:47 PM
I don't think we'll have any rest too soon...but it will come one day...When we discover who we are...A conscious poem indeed ...All the best Tushar
Yadav Avatar
January 22, 2018 at 1:51 AM
thanks
Yadav Avatar
January 22, 2018 at 1:51 AM
thanks
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