Be true

A rapid, unedited message from the Oracle, one she obviously thinks we are not hearing.

Be true

Be life
ripe and round and unstoppable as the dawn.
Point your finger into the shadows
and say, be still.
Let your feet crush the aching sorrows,
the pain and suffering,
your tongue still the worship of idle gods.
Wax and wane on the moon’s ocean,
not on the prodding of the crowd.
Be a rock in this world of fluctuating tides.