Truth In Aspect - Poem by Elizabeth Tracy
Truth has many faces, voices, and many aspects! The moment of an untruth is over when the darkness turns into light. The dark sadness of the untruth darkens the heart with remorse. The cruelty of an untruth is horror in itself; it tears the soul apart from the receiver as the liar elates in its pleasure. The untruth ruins the revelations of a man and his soul. A face with remorse responds to the truth. "The word," is as the untruth—if it's unkept it turns light into darkness.
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