Something True

In silent fields of dawn-lit haze,  

Where earth meets sky in gentle praise,  

A whisper stirs, a subtle guide—  

To look within, not just outside.

With each new step, a world unfolds,  

In quiet depths, the secret holds.  

No rush, no race, no need to be—  

For answers grow in mystery.

The smallest stream, a winding song,  

The steady path that leads along.  

With patience flows the river's way,  

Revealing truths the quiet say.

For every star and breath of night  

Awakens dreams in tender light.  

In boundless skies, we learn to see,  

That what we seek, we come to be.

So journey on with open eyes,  

Beneath the vast, forgiving skies.  

The zen of discovery waits anew,  

Where each small step is something true.