In one way only is truth an absolute:
Without it, there can be no growth.
Truth is to inner space what sunshine is to a garden.
In its absence, fear flourishes
and imagination runs riot, conjuring up pursuing monsters
where there are only paper dragons. . .
Only when we open our minds and hearts to the truth
can we expose our paper dragons for what they are --
a child's forgotten toys.
I cannot mend if I bend the truth.
F A I T H = Facing An Inner Truth Heals.