Unless it is eternal it is not the Truth
But a passing thought,
Unless it’s beautiful it is not the Truth
But an emotion formed in fear and ignorance,
Unless it lives, inspires and gives life
It is not the Truth but a falsehood and a dream,
Unless it radiates love, joy and peace
It is not the Truth, but another human conception —
When we look at the horrors around us
The spirit says awaken to your Truth —
Suffering is a divine mechanism that prompts us to let go,
To heed the call of humanity’s cries
And free ourselves.
We have let ourselves be controlled by fear
But the Truth is we can’t be harmed and are eternal —
Embrace this Truth and live
Express your Truth and Be
The Truth isn’t found in words but in the spirit prompting
In the moment, now,
Open up, free your mind, and journey forth,
And as the changing colors of the living sky
Reflect the Truth and Beauty of Life,
Embody it and let It perfect you.
The poem is part of a collection entitled, “The Pregnant Silence” by Don Turner.