Truth Explorers

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The intuition
Has taken its leave
And the head simply couldn’t care less

The heart, glitter blue
Threats to take its leave too
If the head will not hear heart’s redress

“The truth, head,” says heart
“Is you don’t know the truth,”
“Though you pomp and behave like you do.”

The head bows its eyes
And to the heart’s surprise 
They join hands, intuition to pursue 

Good Traveller

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I know a mantra or maybe a motto
Said in silence or sometimes aloud
Reminding what’s real and what isn’t whose

Sad at the start
The center convicting
By the end nothing’s certain except that all’s OK 

Then begins the search for the voice that sounds the same as the one that I’d warned ought be a good traveller

And it becomes clear

It’s been there for some time on errands and visits and telling it’s truths and the truth

Now what say you voice of what’s real and what’s whose and is all in truth OK?