Trust, ties, tears, tears;
With setting rising sun,
just Truth remains.

Trinity's traits transcending to transcript,
The temple trusting the tryst to tall togas;
Truces, tangs, tangles, tags, teams,
with tricks or trills are tackled, tamed by
Those trained to taste the towering truth.

Taints, taboos, tattoos;
With cycling of seasons,
only Truth stays there.

Transgressing traps, talons, treasons,
Thorns, thongs, tides translucent;
These tapes, talks, tales transient,
Are trifles, tickles, trivial, trite;
To tribes treading the track of truth.

Talents, tacts, top techs;
Against infinite labyrinth,
Truth alone can pass.

Taut troops trotting the toiling trek;
Taunting, tapering the tonnage of trash;
Transversing tough tests of tempts,
Are trails of tiring trials, For
Those who treble the tone of truth.

Thrashing traumas to transfixing trance;
With beast or with beauty,
Truth belongs to soul.

Through love and death,
the true timeless tapestries;
Life translates to truth,
and becomes a happy moment;
The moment which is forever.

And increase your gravity

Because Life is a beautiful rhapsody,
for those who keep trying towards their goal;
And even the just light: The carrier of time,
pays respect to a black hole.

The paths diverge for a young fallen warrior,
His wings of many victories are burdened by loss;
His gaze is down, his face in a frown;
But of hopes of many, he's still a carrier.

Thus he cannot leave, he must bounce back;
His role is not over, just some faith he lacks;
Some memories of the past, some new to be cast;

So behold the verdicts,
the despair is just a temporary vibe
Because ...

When the warmth of the sun touches your face,
And the wind whistles past you in a dive;
That swirling of thoughts that calm your brain,
And the performance of emotion you thought you deprive;
In that moment of truth, that laugh on irony,
Makes you realize,
It's awesome to be alive!