A River Clear as Truth (Revelation 22:1)

The River spoke from God’s own Throne
Clear Life without a Veil
It cut through Night like sudden Dawn
And taught the Soul what’s Real

Not forged by Tongues of Dust and Fear
Nor bent by Crowds or Kings
It flows from wounds that once were Slain
A Lamb who governs Things

Who drinks will never beg for Light
Nor barter Breath for Lies
For Truth is Life made visible
When Jesus fills the Eyes

The Dark still swears it crowns the World
And calls its Shadow Day
But Children born of Living Truth
Refuse the Shadow’s Play

We carry Light with gentler Hands
And speak it dressed in Love
Salt for the Earth – a Lamp for Souls
From Heights to thirsting Dove

Come choose the Real – the River calls
Leave Echoes made of Night
Be Child – not Heir – of ancient Lies
Drink Truth – and enter Light

… teknaTruth