Truth, Written in the Clouds

Written in clouds,
never in stone,
truths amass and dissipate,
reality sewn, and then misunderstood,
for freedom holds truths to task,
never definitive s asked,
and watch we may with critical eyes,
to see truth fade and be replaced
by an epiphany, a sigh of realization,
that instills the thought,
we know so little.

I hear the whisper of nature’s breath,
rustling leaves and grasses bending
at Mother’s whim,
and what does she say,
but listen, and use your eyes to see,
truths are not stones one collects,
bagged and owned,
they are forged with time and life’s flow,
smoother but changing
ever changing,
not to qualify but know.

You ask the wrong questions:
is that true,
or is that movement, just life ensuing,
changing, rearranging before our eyes,
so its no surprise, we are so often wrong,
when we ask a question held for but a moment,
changing ever changing,
and the question wrong,
and we along for the ride,
unknowing the end,
if there is indeed one.

I cannot know,
but I can see, nature in its glory be,
and what else do I need,
to prop me up in understanding,
when just knowing what I see
holds me in good standing;
so please don’t ask is it true,
because the answer would be
is it true for you,
then that’s all you need
to be free as a bird,
truths like the petals of a bloom,
perfect.

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Tony DeLorger

Full time author, freelance writer, poet and blogger since 1999. Twenty one published works, past winner of 'Poet of the Year' on HubPages, 'Poem of the Year' on The Creative Exiles, writer for Allpoetry.com, Google+, tonydwtf.blogspot.com.au
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