"The truth is like a dried dandelion; how suddenly
it can be whisked away, only to leave behind
gleanings of uncertainty ... "
Nanette L. Avery
Words have meant a great deal to me, some more than others. For instance, the word truth tends to carry a weight with it, a grounded sense, a tone of validity not requiring second guessing. It is similar to the word forever as it too has a quality of undeniable affirmation.
Times have changed, however, and any disturbance impacts us all. We find our lovely selves living in a culture of fear rather than faith. We question what the truth really is while worrying about newly created restrictions lasting forever.
The truth, no matter how purely spoken, may not be truth tomorrow; while forever might abruptly end. I am okay with this as there does not seem to be any personal choice. My heart tries to be more present than ever before, as silence settles in.
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