...the truth is that... <br /> <br />Do I or in me, <br />A selfish beast born? <br /> <br />butchering the bond- <br />Beauty of unitedness-the closeness… <br /> <br />Touch of your tender finger, <br />Did never in me the divinity awaken? <br /> <br />Looked back to hold over you. <br />Hidden! <br /> <br />Far and far, <br />Farther than the stars; <br />Searched you, <br />I in each star. <br /> <br />Shattered before the eyes, <br />Mercilessly- <br /> <br />Castles of woven dreams, <br />Storms of unseen devil; <br />Dwelling daringly ever, <br />Happily… <br /> <br />Away blown; <br />Like the wind. <br />And I- <br />Closing my eyes, <br /> <br />Moved ahead… <br />Just to live; Just waiting. <br />God hasn’t seen you doing, <br />Sin- <br />Sinner nor am I. <br /> <br />Truth-Not yet borne, <br />Why you had to be the first to be borne- <br /> <br />To drink the nectar of; <br />Unmotherly birth?<br /><br />lovita j r morang<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-truth-is-9/
