Do you want the Truth?

Do you want the Truth?
Does it call to you in the middle of night
When you lie awake
Wondering why you are alive?
Do you yearn for the Truth in your deepest soul?
A quietly felt
“Show me the Truth”.
A plea hollered at the universe
“Show me the Truth!”
Do you ask every day:
What is Truth?
Do you live that question in
Each moment?
Do you wonder at its hold on you?
Does that question ask itself through both
The good times and the pain?
Are you willing to give up
Everything for the Truth?
Are you willing to give up
All carefully constructed notions
Of who you are?
Of who you have been?
Of where you are going?
Are you prepared to let the knives of Truth
Cut away all falsehood and lies,
Piercing through those cherished beliefs and opinions
You so zealously guard?
Can you let go of the comforts and balms
That may briefly soothe your wounds and insecurities:
A pretty dress, the latest phone, a new lover, a spiritual high?
Can you forgo the sugary sympathies,
The pat on the back,
The applause?
Does the allure of a fragile fleeting happiness
No longer convince you?
Does the desire to be sedated
By the mindless entertainments
That so mesmerise millions
Hold a heavy pall?
Have intellectual wrangling and clever words
Lost their appeal?
Are you ever so tired of anything but the Truth?
Can you accept that the Truth
Can never be bought or bartered,
Can never be told?
Can you accept that the Truth
Offers no rewards except the Truth itself?
Do you love the Truth
With all your heart?
And would you accept
That you were never separate from the Truth?
Would you accept that the Truth
Is something you already know?
The Truth
Is something you already are?
It is the Truth that will set you free.