FRUITS OF TRUTH

I am free for I am truthful
I detect but I exhibit no pretense
So daily I blossom; remain fruitful
So do I keep; make long-lasting friends

I soar way above all lies; such hate
I dwell wide open: Away from such harm
Disciplined to do only what truth dictates
So kept from undue anxieties: Within such charm

CONFESSION

I have found God; by willingly a path; by a certain way
Of following common truth; fasting; surrender of personal possessions
Which at every end of human life-cycle of manifestation anyway
Where on all accustomed would come vast changing impressions

I have found God, in a way accelerating mine own end
By willing acceptance yet control over all inevitably would be
Yet instead of angels of death but their missions but to comprehend
So welcomed (now sealed everlasting) as my outcome (new legacy)

OF HOPE

Without God there is no hope
For He silhouettes every good outcome
The tolerance afforded for us to cope
The energy with what we thus get done

Without God there is no hope left
It's then as an entity we are all done
For without Him there is nothing next
But everything like we have never known