Truth is planted in the soul
and cultivated in the heart.
It glistens like dew on Spring flowers
under the warmth of a morning sun,
and tastes like nectar
from soft,
sweet petals
of wildflowers in bloom.
Truth is planted in the soul
and cultivated in the heart.
It glistens like dew on Spring flowers
under the warmth of a morning sun,
and tastes like nectar
from soft,
sweet petals
of wildflowers in bloom.