Rose seeds become the rose, is truth;
A constant for all living things.
And when we hear a song bird's song
It's what that song bird always sings.
Don't search in 'bones' of men long dead.
Their truths invented are all dust.
The truth that God wrote in our genes
Can be the only truth we trust.
We must "reach out..."; become our 'rose'.
Our being less is falsity.
The truth we search for we will find,
Becoming what we each can be.