In shadows deep, where whispers hide,
Truth emerges, breaking tides.
With gentle touch, it lifts the veil,
Unseen paths, now revealed, prevail.

Through trials fierce, and darkest night,
Its beacon shines, a guiding light.
No mask can cloak its pure embrace,
In truth, we find our sacred place.

Bound by chains of fear and doubt,
Truth liberates, casting them out.
A mirror clear, reflecting all,
In its presence, we stand tall.

Through every storm, and silent tear,
Truth remains, forever near.
An eternal flame, that never dies,
In its glow, our spirit flies.