When we least expect it
truth appears, like a ghost
haunting us, helping us know
what eyes can’t see
but stirs the heart in deep places
Your truth, my truth
likely different experiences, yet
the ghost comes to each of us
faceless, formless, whispering
as the moon speaks to a wave
In its direction
we rise and fall with its tide
Sometimes washing over us
Always cleansing us
Author: Don Iannone, D.Div.
Photographer, poet, teacher, complementary medicine provider, interfaith minister, and former economic developer. Holds a Doctorate in Divinity, Master of Divinity, Master of Mind-Body Medicine, and Bachelor of Arts degree in Anthropology. Clinical certifications in Reiki, guided meditation, life purpose coaching, and spiritual counseling. Author of 12 books, including two new books in the contemporary spirituality field. Learn more here.
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7 thoughts on “When Truth Inhabits Us”
Thanks Andrew, Floots, and Gautami. Glad you enjoyed.
Truth is a ghost but we need that ghost.
like the way you did this don
especially the flow/rhythm of that final stanza
There is so much said in this. Truth in itself.
Polona: Thanks. Hope you are well.
yep, it happens…
beautifully expressed, don.