Stumbling over the truth

Men oc­ca­sional­ly stum­ble over the truth, but most of them pick them­selves up and hur­ry off as if nothing ever hap­pe­ned. 

Winston Churchill

Stumbling over the truth...

Nothing happened. I only was born some years ago

and kneed before my  nothingness.

I would like to really become. Become to exist.

And I have to live with my head over boughs of trees.

They shake my hand. I am a part of the great, huge and all-powerful nature which is the truth.