Whispers of truth

It lives in all I see

This infinite voice

Whispers in the dark

Like fire embers

Glowing like fireflies

In a night of stars

How fortunate I am to breath

How fortunate to perceive

Such splendour

Such wonder

Born to be 

With a heart that beats

Like a drum in time

Give me a minute

Ill be alright

For I am alive

Truth perceived

A poem by Liam Herdman