Truth only lies in questions,
Riddles and silly rhymes.
Clocks that keep faulty time
Keep secrets they can't tell.
Reality isn't atomic,
But arrives in bottles on waves
That swell and burst
On rocky shores where no one goes.

The truth doesn't come in answers that you hear
From somewhere else outside your outer ear.
But as the question poses,
A sudden flash inside your heart
Reveals the fact
That your soul knows,
And you have no need
Of being told.

-jenn