Wisdom of Hidden Optimism

Vast, and far away, the mountains do suppose their own opinion

Upon the landscape of heavy speculation.

Their shadow is only proof that a sun exists behind,

Quiet and unstoppable in its steady progress.

If Truth is what one is truly after,

And only One Truth exists,

Why doesn’t everyone arrive at that point?

Those who have no knowledge in the art of seeking

Will never find their hearts able to listen.

Cast aside the mountains,

Or just wait. Patiently.