It Rang True

But in truth it surely rang
Whilst so often lost in a plethora of words
It resonates loudly through the discord
Like snarls deftly knit into the fabrics of fate

But in truth it surely rang
Clear as a bell and smooth as glass
Easily seen if you are of a mind to see it
Mistaking it not for other than what it is

But in truth it surely rang
Echoing through the ages like a bull amidst china
Forsaken by some if only in a moment of doubt
Hope is what you make of it or make not of it

Originally posted 12/27/08 © Brian_Thorn

 

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