The truth all along
The road of truth is along a narrow shelf.
Stray to the left you hit stone.
Stray to the right you go over the edge.
Nowhere to stop or turn around.
Very soon you want to be elsewhere,
relinquish the wheel, not from boredom
but from the unrelenting strain of
concentration.
But anywhere else is a looming threat,
an idle illusion, an escape from the task at hand.
Any delay is a postponement, not of arrival,
but of the truth all along – truth of the journey,
the route, the mountain, the vehicle,
the hands upon the wheel. Truth of the One
Who has led you to where you are.
O child of God, your duty is to face Reality
as best you might, now and forever.
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