final truth

so is the time for truth

the balance of life brings forth the majestiy of graceful days

a moment of insertion into the soulful presence of the words of the rightous heart

syllabals of sincere sounds echoing in the chambers of the halls of justification

never has the mind found a just word's power capable of topplling the mass production of deceitful ways

where time goes when it can nolonger lead the following that so closly traversed the darkened path is of no consequence

those who follow the nature of light need no explanation of the lost one

seamless walls coat the mind of fools who embrace words so false

spoken lies compromise the ground that will shake as the world trembles beneath the weighted foot of the misguided saint

how time preys on the lives we live until all are stripped naked and left before eyes that have seen before the first eye was opened

when we are faced with that being that carries on as if the love for a child is all the love that is possible what does are heart speak of

can it be inclined to mislead the path that we have already edged into the earth that was given to us before we gave a single unkept promise

thoughts that are unspoken speak as if we were dream talkers

nothing hides as the days past unfold before our eyes and we stand with no walls to hide behind

it is as we entered the world without that which we never knew

we stand at the end of this road and see with certain sight the wake we ve left

each ripple lay as it were as all saw it and we now see it

time speaks to us no more we are upon the life of our own no distance can we create between our yesterdays

still we try as if we could adjust the perception of he who began the understanding of mind

as the story unfolds we take all that we must but the story ends as we begin the forever path

no choice now as we remember the chance for choice back then

as we walk where are we granted passage

how have we lived for me or for all this will answer do we rise or take that final fall...