Liilia Talts Morrison
Where Is Truth? - Poem by Liilia Talts Morrison
I landed on the plains of truth
it could have been in May
I don't remember much of it
since I had lost my way
Deserted was this lonely place
no trees, no birds, no sounds
the air was still, the sky a haze
no grass on stony ground
The sun waxed hot and parched my throat
sweat oozed from every pore
as hours crawled with heavy gait
till I could move no more
It seemed a very long, long time
before dark stars appeared
a sliver of a leering moon
with peering pale face reared
The cool night air was a relief
to my hot blistered soul
and even my once fevered brain
was now a vacant hole
All cunning, scheming, clever plans
had dried up on these plains
my thoughts of yore beyond recall
had I then turned insane?
'My child, ' an unseen voice replied,
'You've finally returned
to freedom's source where fear must die
through suffering you've earned.'
'What is the name of this strange place? '
I asked the unseen voice.
'Truth, ' was the answer uttered low
'You're free now child, rejoice.'
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