Truth is a Grain of Sand

Truth is a grain of sand
Being shifted about
By wind and waves
Always in transition.

Truth is a beam of light
Being split into the spectrum
By glassy prisms
Always changing.

Truth is clay
Being shaped and reshaped
By the hands of sculptor
Always pliable.

Truth is a wooden log
Being slowly consumed
By a burning fire
Always disappearing.

Truth is a drop of mercury
Being impossible to hold
By one's fingers
Always slipping away.

Truth is water
Being converted
By heat and cold
Always transforming.

Truth is a feather
Being pushed through the air
By the breezes and winds
Always moving.

Truth is a thought
Being created in the mind
By the person of the day
Always evolving

Truth is a mirage
Being created on the horizon
By the heated atmosphere
Always vanishing.

Truth is always
In Transition
Changing
Pliable
Disappearing
Slipping Away
Transforming
Moving
Evolving
Vanishing