I’m the seeker and I’m the answer
I’m the rain and I’m the wind, I’m the tempest and the quiet.
I’m the hand that holds your heart and the force that lets you go.
I’m the thief in the night… though I don’t steal for I bring back.
All that’s lost and hidden far… I bring it blood to heal the scar.
I’m known by many names… the one I use is truth, the scar the world must heal from.
I whisper in your ears and scream my name so far and wide… can you hear me?
Can you feel the fear I bring? The crack that opens in your life? It’s not the pain of truth, it’s not me that’s hurting you… it’s the weight of lies that crumble over you! The weight of losing grip on what you gave away too soon… the truth of you.
To some a gift, to some a pain, thus I never come in vain.
I change the world, I kill it through…. I give the chance to let illusion go.