she was

she was such a gentle soul
heart and truth the only goal
but hardship on the way she learned
more than once the did get burned

in time she learned to turn her head
avoid the truth and lie instead
for a while it did feel better
no one lives by just the letter

soon the heart began to close
hardness took our gentle rose
all soft and kind was brushed away
no longer would the soul know play

on through life in mindless rush
push and pull and such a fuss
nothing left but guilt and worry
on she rushed in such a hurry

always tired  -  no joy in work
more and more she learned to shirk
duties seem to drag her down
sometimes feeling she might drown

her own center she had lost
spurned away as such a cost
it happened when she first said no
stick the truth  -  i just won't go

life itself's still bright and free
but when from truth we try to flee
we turn our backs on its true way
now we will have the final say

truth and love and life are one
to close our heart blocks out the sun
it's love it seems that most men fear
tho the word is spoken dear

most in time give up the flight
give up darkness for the light
for truth and love are life its self
this is true and endless wealth

if we can give up all our dreams
all our plans and mighty schemes
we'll find our own true destiny
again live life as spirit free


wrote those words a long time ago

still like the sound of them

but not sure if we humans

know how to be free