What truth should I seek,
When the light travels through those layers
How it scatters into different shades
Each time, each moment, it’s a different colour
Rebounding from that core of truth-
The white light from that cosmic egg
Splitting into a myriad streaks
Faraway, the time and space,
Left behind, with every birthing moment
and now, what I behold, in the light of my eye
How I see it-
This life, that grows, ages, and ends,
To touch my soul, in this journey;
Let that light be my truth, the life I seek!
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