TRUTH 1

Truth came from the purest of pure
the smell of pine between toes endure
from crystal streams where trout shimmer
like rainbow dreams

From seagulls on wing
Willows whisper then sing
Deep down Poseidon takes his
blue cue anew

Truth came from violet centres
floating in a bowl she enters
New-borns suck her milk
She ripples down sunburnt throats
never forlorn sailing a boat

Truth swoops her eagles over the Globe
travelling cyberways to hold
Light across tunnels dug with tears
She is always all ears

Her laughter floats from Galactic Sun
radiant across every gradient
Truth smiles warmest sweet
tiny perfect teeth
gleaming in a tweet !

©GhairoDanielsPoetry&Song1990