Inner Mission

When I met truth, I pretended I had already accepted, It to know. Until one day it insisted, I not look away. But keep my eyes fixed upon it. And at first this was difficult. I began to use excuses. Then I felt truth had personally, Intended to send me... On an inner mission. One I attempted to refuse. Truth became relentless. So relentless to make me, Just as relentless too. To become honest with myself. And everywhere I went. No longer could I prevent, The doing of truth. Or allow it deceived. I became stubborn. And would not budge. My eyes were opened. Regardless who resented the truth, I kept within me to believe. To stay on this inner mission. And accept as my life permanently.