I would not mind losing my mind,

If I can just see with the limit of my sight,

The radiance of Truth;

And feel with my numb frozen fingers,

The touch of Truth.

I might be faced with disapointments and helplessness,

Like those youngsters of the past brimming with possibilities

Yet fallen off the cliff where they would just appreciate

The warmth of a shaft at dawn.

I will fall,

I will definitely fall,

Shedding tears that belong to those of us,

But I will fall watching the sky as blue as the truth,

Even if it is blurred.