RIC S. BASTASA


let everything good and beautiful come


let everything good and beautiful come
to cheer the truth

it is arriving with dignity
on the entrance of your house

where you stand by the door
without anything

like a bag or an extra shirt
or a wallet with some money

or an ID for your identification
of who you are

when truth comes
oh let their be joy and let

there be some flowers
spread on the pathway

let there be some perfume
of rose scents in the air

let their be joy when truth
comes by your door

embrace it with gladness
truth is always a friend

truth is always beautiful
even if it brings you the

news of the core of your
existence: death

Submitted: Monday, September 22, 2008

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