Getting to Truth

Swoons in silent circles.

Hides in shadows

     Dawn to setting sun.

Layered frowns of ups anddowns

     Reflecting choices one by one.

Subtle comment

     Sudden conflict

Battle scar that neverheals.

Time records

     And hearts remember

Every lie the truthreveals.

Hidden behind walls ofquiet,

Trampled by a thunderousheard,

Wrapped in rhetoric,overstated or

Vanquished by a singleword.

Delicate on angel wings.

Balancing on tiltedscale.

Market price?

Sold by the slice.

Sign in window:

“Truth for Sale.”

So it goes and

No one knows just

Where it grows from seedsof youth.

Its journey fair to bringit where

Bright beacons glow ongolden truth.