To question thy self shows true worth,
To hide behind a mask shows true cowardice.
Hereupon a hazy day,
The night before horrendous in its way;
The light from the sun beyond a chasm of mist,
We see nothing but scattered ashes and dust.
And yet upon a rise a single ray of light glimmers onto a cottage.
For in this cottage there lies truth.
With an eye that sees only darkness and an eye that sees emotion,
She is the guardian of truth with no affection.
Once a noble lady from a most honorable family,
Beauty with a single glance towards her would shine onto thine face.
But now as desolate as ever she has lost her gift but gained another.
As her beauty passed away from her face it entered into her heart.
And as her beauty is full within her heart she sits and takes up her task,
For she is Mesilla; the guardian of truth.
Those who seek truth and few they may be,
Must journey to a cottage upon a rise with a single ray of light cast upon it.
Once there Mesilla would look into their hearts with her single eye,
She would feel their emotions; the passion; the fury; the love,
And those who question her would feel no more,
But those who look and acknowledge would see the truth in themselves and
then they shall feel no more.
For none can withstand the force of truth for it stands alone in might.
Truth as it may be shall be known,
Truth as it once was shall never be forgotten. |
