Sensations of truth
After all
Truth is in the eye
Truth is in the fingers
Truth is in the ear
While lies exist with nothing
A trick of imagination
Creation with no foundation
A flora that grows off emptiness
No conception that can be clung to
Leaves us to create in the unknown
But confidence supreme
exists within awareness of everything
or unheeded ignorance of fear
So to blossom into ourselves
We must learn from our very air
From the soil under our feet
From the words from our own mouths
We must forget what cannot be found
What lies beyond all senses
What causes us to run from the dark
What beckons us to the cliffs edge
Forget the words unspoken
Listen to the call of the Bold
Courage is the path
We are the Journey
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