If we study <br />words of truth, <br />words that come <br />from our consciousness, <br />gain a knowledge of <br />our own true Self, we <br />learn from what we see. <br /> <br />We look at natures beauty, <br />sit by sea watch tiny waves lap <br />up on the shore, listen for <br />the morning song of birds, <br />feel the love, that’s all around, <br />touch others with its caring. <br /> <br />Sure footed we’ll follow <br />paths of truth, we will not <br />deviate from its road. We’ll <br />accumulate many blessings. <br />For like a fruit ripening, <br />knowledge that shines brightly, <br />comes to those that seek it. <br /> <br />Just like a cloud moving <br />slowly through the sky, <br />holds the rain that is to fall; <br />the heavenly atmosphere <br />we hold inside our minds, <br />will now release and fall. <br /> <br />07-01-2010<br /><br />Bob Blackwell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/truth-84/
