Truth, it has no color

But has a shiny luster

It can be seen anywhere

True seekers needn’t despair

Truth has no face

Meeting it requires grace

The purity of the eyes

We can’t compromise

Truth has no name

It hides from fame

Yet it’s free as air

Without a special lair

Truth, that’s our essence

Under this fleshy evanescence

It is within easy reach

When the mind’s wall is breached