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Truth’s Beauty
In the splendid garb of beauty Truth lives eternal and empowered. Shining in the shade of Nature How well clad truth is! What is truth? A question That teased us long Is still a teaser For, truth comes in many a guise. It is that which delights us In people and places. In simplicity and naturalness It glows. It is there in the boundless Skies of breath taking hues. It is there in the earth’s patience In its scarred radiance. Truth never does alter. A unique weapon it is Demolishes falsities, Prejudice and egocentricities. It is there in a spontaneous smile In meaningful temper and heartfelt sorrow. It dwells in the heart and soul of a devotee Who alone ‘sees’ life, a truth-like untruth.
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