can truth be found

and the truth by man be found

the truth that is  -  yet makes no sound

here inside the breast i'm told

in this heart that has grown cold

does the truth of spirit live

with its gift of love to give

if we would only take the time

to open up and let it shine

as the sun so fills the sky

with its gift that none can buy

gives its self in such great splendor

in no way a selfish lender

so could man live in this way

sharing light with each new day

but we must give ourselves to love

let life enfold us like a glove

then we would in time all see

what great joy that life can be

when we just let love take hold

of the heart thats grown so cold

i get pretty hokey sometimes

and often embarrass my self