Truth
It was all around you — the feeling.
The search for the answer, in the
undefined question.
Its hold on the world;
strengthened, by the promise of
understanding, age would bring.
The quest was real.
All consuming; this need became
the driving force, that kept the
Earth turning.
It happened one night;
the flash — like lightning —
piercing the darkness.
The roar — like thunder —
traveling towards infinity.
The World was brightened, by the
collective glow of strangers.
It surrounded you and you were part of it.
You were strong,
You were free,
You were beautiful.
This was the enlightened truth;
This was living...
This was breathing...
This was everything.
