The Truth Poem by Sandra Feldman

The Truth



The Evolution of Truth,
Is slow and lonely,
A painful cleansing,
A thirst for purification,
Edification,
A person becoming a person,
A Holy Journey towards Light!
Illuminating Souls,
That dancing with delight,
At it's Presence,
Drink the sweet nectar,
Of Peace within Peace.

All becomes whole again,
There is a rebirth,
Of the Soul, Of the Flesh,
A deliverance of the Mind,
A Freedom never before felt,
The ultimate liberation!

The Truth,
So difficult to Find,
So difficult to Tell,
As man's ill fated armies,
Continue, trying to impose,
Their bitter Lies from Hell!

Wednesday, April 30, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: truth
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