<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=443816" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>There Is a Welcoming of Truth In Everything That Is Done</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I remember my encounter...<br>With reality! <br>That's when I was stripped, <br>From those things I valued.<br>I was spinning in a whirlpool<br>Of a cruel introduction to truth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I had some things I liked.<br>Things I thought I needed, <br>And kept polished! <br>Waxed to keep dust reflecting shadows.<br>Yes! <br>Even though accelerated winds, <br>Kept cars I owned spotless.<br>Dust and I became enemies.<br>I just didn't want to see any of it on my cars.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I took my parents for granted.<br>Until they became ill, <br>And passed away.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Friends I shared nakedness with.<br>And every conceivable intimacy...<br>Were gone! <br>Vanished in thin air it seemed.<br>And the things we shared, <br>To impress each other with...<br>Became useless possessions.<br>Especially when loved ones go, <br>And you are left holding onto emptiness! <br>And it doesn't take long...<br>To discover the valueless nonsense in this! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I remember my encounter...<br>With reality! <br>That's when I was stripped, <br>From those things I valued.<br>I was spinning in a whirlpool<br>Of a cruel introduction to truth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And when I began my pursuit, <br>To free myself of guilt...<br>I had to forgive a superficiality I had with life.<br>When I discovered my heart could be broken, <br>By the permanent absence of those I love! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">There is a welcoming of truth in everything that is done.<br>I am blessed to have learned how to love and forgive.<br>And blessed to appreciate my life as it is.<br>And so very blessed to have come to know the ones I loved!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Lawrence+S.+Pertillar">Lawrence S. Pertillar</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=443816" data-title="There Is a Welcoming of Truth In Everything That Is Done de Lawrence S. Pertillar" data-description="I remember my encounter... With reality! That's when I was stripped, From those things I valued. I was spinning in a whirlpool Of a cruel introduction to truth. I had some things I liked. Things I thought I needed, And kept polished! Waxed to..."></div> </div> </div>

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