And now in this tainted moment of truth

And now in this tainted moment of truth
I look round me for some reason some proof
That all that is felt whether in depth or in shallow
Hath substance and meaning no matter one's doubt

Hear one's story whether faint or load
All are moments of passing
Where beating and breathing abound

The feeling is numb
The mind is clouded and caught
Yet this too is not without meaning

All are passing
Coming and going
Whether revealed or concealed
Life is in living and breathing
The passing of time
In a heart that is beating

Pain that is felt
Whether distant or near
Can anyone acknowledge or bear

Here's proof within the pondering
No mind is but wandering
Tis always at work
Until the work is done

Though doubt may often
Fill one and consume much
Nothing can hide this simple truth
Tis blessed those who live
And give without end
For in this doth one find
The fairest of friend

In this whether in parting or greeting
Doth one find all of life hath meaning
Yea all of life
Is bound in a single breath

-Joshua Lee Foist