The Truth Poem by Maria Mitea

I fell in love with the Truth
I want to be like Him, the undeniable Truth,
I do not allow myself to be separated from Him,
I would gladly go to the ends of the earth,
or I would never move from this place again
only to feel its vibrations to the ground;
with breath, sadness, with wounds, senses,

I fell in love with the Truth,
all desires are his command,
I simply submit, for He, the Truth
he has conquered my soul,
he has taken possession
on the deepest thoughts,
freeing me to find peace
in its unadorned splendour.

I fell in love with the Truth,
with a refined tenderness, he shows me
perfection in every defect of mine,
no need for pretensions, whims
for He, the Truth, knows all about me,
and yet he takes me in his arms with abandon