O that Truth were a liquid
That I could submerge myself in it
That it would diffuse across my skin
That it would flood my heart, drenching it with its words
of TRUTH
O that the pathogens feeding on my heart would drown
That the powers of Truth would kill them
That they would be no more because
of TRUTH
Pour on me Truth
Truth that brings Life
Truth that brings Grace
Truth that fully Heals
Truth that wipes away SHAME
O that Truth would invade my soul
That it would bring light to the dark caverns
That it would fill the voids that never close their mouths
O that Truth would pour out of me
Pour out of my eyes
Pour out of my mouth
Pour out of my hands
Pour out of my feet
O that Truth were a greenhouse
How I long to be nurtured by Truth
O like a plant– I wish to be verdant, growing
Warmed by the heat
of TRUTH
O that I would be composed of Truth
Every cell, every molecule, every atom
Moving, Growing, Reproducing
Made of TRUTH
O Truth, you are life to me |