It Is Stale. Truth And God Have No Content.

Seeing a mountain
You don’t see anything.

But seeing inner story of
A sand-grain or an atom
You will happen to see
The secrets and tastes
Of the whole universality.

Because,
In silly and small lies
The secrets and taste
Of universality.
So, of life too.

Truth and its taste
Has nothing to do with
Anyone’s accusation
Of truth
Being stale or not stale.

For those who accuse
It is stale and outdated,
It may do one help.
It may change its dress
In a new design and color
But, not in content.
For, the truth,
And God too,
Has no content.

Truth, Life and God.
Will be
Repeated and repeated.

Nothing
Of God, life and truth
Can ever change.

Like nothing of,
And none of your needs for,
Water, light and air
Can also ever change.