Truth
Searching for answers in not so obvious places through poetry.
In the morning winds I seek the truth
That may never be known,
Searching endlessly until my soul is weary,
This makes me feel so blue.
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In the evening stillness I look for guidance,
Moon lighting up the ground,
Where the giants stand tall
Looking so proud and wise like lions.
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My mind reaches out to ice covered mountains,
I pray to receive those needed answers,
Time flees and I am met with nothing but silence.
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So I turn to the stars that seem to know
How the truth is to be found.
It shines bright onto my heart,
Truth has been within; I should have known that long ago...
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About the Creator
Dovile Miliauskaite
I have found writing extremely therapeutic & when I write, it sometimes comes out in rhyme.
My goal is to explore my creative side; once ideas flush my mind, I pledge to write and share them with the world. :)
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