Deep within your innermost heart is a cage,
And in here your Truth is made.
It might only be a short novel,
With chapters that smoulder with rage,
Or few pages in size,
But here you try hardest,
Not to write any lies.
Always trust the spirit of what is there,
It might never be comforting,
May not even be fair.
But it’s your truth, don’t forget.
If you have the clarity for yourself,
To get with it, and live in,
Harmony, justice, light
Take this gift,
And live without regret.