Can you stand the Truth?

What then is Truth?

Illusion pretending to be real?

ONLY WE DECIDE WHAT IS  R E A L, 

OR  N  O  T !

Braco gazes into a room full of hopeful aspirants.

HEAL US! they plea to this living statue,

Who's silent stare simply allows them to

O P E N their hearts 

And  B E L I E V E

Because OTHERS have SAID IT IS SO? Nope!

ALL HEALING BECOMES A MATTER OF

F  A  I  T  H  

Faith that our Hearts can deliver perhaps,
A truer form of the TRUTH than our heads.

That our body responds to deep L O V E
And regresses with deep SUFFERING.

Is this but a single
B R  E   A  T H?

One Intake of LONGING
One Exhaling of HOPE?

AND SO IT IS.˙