The Touch Of Truth

The imperishable truth touched humanity,
And sensed the touch from humility.
The humiliated, the voiceless, the speechless.
Stirred the depths of humanity.
Breaking the barrier of solitude.
Pain attained the proud state,
Once again the inner self became passionate,
And his days came into bright light.
With the air around him,
Rousing with passion and deligh.
The thought which dwelled in his soul,
Obtained the touch of truth,
And this truth in his thought.
This truth: his thought.
Too great for speech.
And too idealistic for action.
Even the nature adored it.
But humanity envied this thought: his truth
His victory is in his truth,
And too idealistic for action.
Even the nature adored it.
But humanity envied this thought: his truth
His victory is in his truth.
And he felt his nearness to the absolute.
The thought reveals its terms with truth.
The path to pride is paved by pain
This is a small thought
Through a mightier nought
And a small truth
To abide by the absolute.