In the quiet whisper of the night, truth finds its voice,
Beneath the stars’ eternal light, it makes its choice.
Shadows shift and secrets wane, revealing what’s real,
In the heart’s honest domain, truth begins to heal.

Through the dense fog of deceit, truth stands tall,
Beneath the lies that retreat, it answers the call.
Unmasking falsehood’s disguise, it shines so bright,
In the clarity of its rise, we find pure sight.

Amid the chaos and the storm, truth remains still,
A beacon in its form, guiding with will.
No matter the darkened path we tread, it lights the way,
With every word unsaid, it breaks the fray.

In the end, when all is done, truth will remain,
Through battles lost and won, it will sustain.
For in the core of every soul, truth finds its place,
In its unwavering role, we find grace.