The Truth

If there is one single Truth it is unknown
If we can access it through words either
If it is the same even if inside out
or if it is the same for a mad man or genious
All I know is that from the life lines I weave
I create a carpet made with strong colors
That can survive through the lifes and deaths
of the moral buildings I measure.
In History there are temples that go up and down
to the heights of Glory or straight to the ground
and Truths from the yes and Truths from the no
but the only one truth remains:
We are stars, we attract and heat
We die and live, it is always the same story
Truth shall be that to the place we head into
We will Love much and we will Love more.