What is truth? When I look at it, is it distorted by my own perception? Yes, for truth is, in fact, my perception of things. Nothing else can be truth tor me.

Who am I when I look at truth?

I am a child.
I am afraid, I am alone.
I am overwhelmed, I am confused.
When first confronting truth, I am disbelieving, closed minded, overly critical of myself.
When I finally make the leap, and accept truth, I am set free.
I am a smile. I am a giggle.
I am love.