Eyes Once Clouded Clear to Brightness

Hussshhh...
The presence of truth,
Is amongst us on the scene.
Ssshhh,
A silence invited...
Stills the air,
Of chirping birds.
And frantic human beings.

The rustling leaves on trees slowly blow.
It is as though,
A divinity has arrived.

Eyes once clouded clear to brightness.
Those accustomed to disguises,
Stop charades paraded with lies.
And...
Hussshhh...
The presence of truth,
Is amongst us on the scene.
Ssshhh,
A silence invited...
Stills the air,
Of chirping birds.
And frantic human beings.

The rustling leaves on trees slowly blow.
It is as though,
A divinity has arrived.

Eyes once clouded clear to brightness.
Those accustomed to disguises,
Stop charades paraded with lies.
And to everyone's surprise,
Truth does not victimize...
As rumored.

And that which had been disrespected,
Is now observed.
As those things nature protects.
With a consciousness of this as it is.
To expose regret for all the neglect done and shown.
Awakening sensitivities dismissed...
And many to experience tears of happiness.
And...
This is good.

Hussshhh...
Let the presence of truth,
Amongst us on the scene...
Prevail.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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