This is the day of clarity.
This day, in which the words are written,
this one, in which they are read

The vision is not prolonged.
All that I see must come to pass,
or rather, it has come to pass already

There is no waiting
for mortal mind to get it right.
I wait on Truth — which means
make no conclusions
until they coincide
with universal harmony

I’ll wait, even as I see
things falling down, even as
the voices scream that Truth has failed

Truth cannot fail.
It is its nature to be true.
And in this day of clarity
we’ll see it through.

©Wendy Mulhern
August 15, 2019