the truth
Updated: May 21, 2022
i rest in the sorrows of my longings
for the ways in which i could have been
more skillful, and the ravages of my past,
they visit me and remind me of the roads
i have walked through bad neighborhoods,
searching for the love that i could never find
at the watering holes where they served only
empty promises, or at the bistros which lacked
nutrition, or at the pews and pulpits of empty
churches and dying religions, because what
they never showed me, what they never offered,
what was never served was the truth, the truth,
the truth that the only place love is to be found
is inside yourself
