truth

A Form of Reality

Truth be told,
books are mirrors of life;
a form of reality,
the open window of reading
show precisely that
daily life is poetry.

The world whispers
truth. Hear the buried treasures,
of tales in hushed voices
and allow the voices in the ether
to be heeded.

Try to
write the truth
about life.

My curiosity remained,
books could mix all kinds of emotions.
All these books - they were
written in truth.

It is in our idleness
in our dreams
the submerged truth comes to the top.
All these emotions
lurking
had unmistakably roused
in my heart.

The worthless truth about the world
is that God is the meaning
of life
instead of other human beings.

I think
it is best to
speak the truth for 
your happiness.

Without a word, 
the truth was in your eyes,
and there was nothing
I could say.

Writing opens up deepest thought
and is a quiet glance
into my truth.