TRUTH

The only truth
I ever wanted
came in the night on silver-gray wings.

The only truth
I ever wanted
fell on the earth without a sound.

And I cried.

Because it was the truth I had dreamed of,
the truth that bore no secret.

So I kept looking and searching and howling
standing, petrified,
in the plains of the stony desert.

After a thousand years of standing and waiting
and howling
there comes the truth
with the sound of rushing wind.

The big wind falls down uprooting me with one pull.

Here I am
with my roots in the air
my head pressed into the earth.
And I laugh and I cry
because I can hear.
I can hear the truth I never dreamed of.

The only truth
I ever wanted.

Copyright by Carna Zacharias

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