The Truth
I sought the truth, a noble quest,
Through books and wisdom, a tireless zest.
In ancient tomes, I delved deep,
Seeking answers, my soul to keep.
From philosophers of ages past,
I gleaned insights that did last.
Plato, Socrates, their words profound,
Guiding me, on sacred ground.
But as I journeyed, deeper still,
A troubling realization, a piercing chill.
The truth I sought, elusive it seemed,
A mirage that forever gleamed.
Each answer led to more questions,
A labyrinth of intellectual tensions.
The more I knew, the less I understood,
A paradox, a puzzling flood.
I turned to nature's grand display,
Searching for clues in the cosmic sway.
From crashing waves to starry skies,
I found awe and beauty that defies.
Yet, even here, the truth remained veiled,
In the secrets of the universe concealed.
A tapestry woven with infinite threads,
Unraveling mysteries that spread.
Then, in the depths of my own heart,
I discovered a truth that would never depart.
Not in external realms or grand pursuits,
But within me, the truth finds its roots.
It's in the lessons of joy and pain,
In love and loss, a bittersweet refrain.
In facing fears and embracing grace,
The essence of truth finds its sacred space.
So I let go of the chase, the relentless quest,
And found solace in the present, its gentle zest.
For the truth is not a fixed destination,
But a journey of growth and transformation.
With each step forward, my soul evolves,
Embracing the mysteries, the truth that revolves.
And as I wander this path, unknown and vast,
I find peace in the journey, the truth that will last.