the truth

the truth

tunnel after bridge,
we travel at the speed of light,
spite the differences held in our heart.
we, on this journey,
want to see as simple as the day,
but mostly, we sleep through our ride.
we find specks of the gold and wipe them clean
or inhale them whole unknowingly.
we thank that gold later
for we did not know it was there,
becoming better for it, or rather now,
a completeness encircles us.
envisioning beyond our circumstances,
knowing through our uncertainties of understanding,
we seek to know the world
and see through our own eyes.
we allow the wind to carry us,
the universe to teach us,
our dreams to wake us.
and a time comes
that we truly see the world as it is,
our eyes wide opened, we absorb life.
we know we cannot understand
the secrets interlaced between
every second of time,
but we choose to still inhale,
 swallow those specks of truth in front of us.
we are changed from it, but we don't know why.
we follow it, but we don't know how.
but we believe in it,
because we have to.