The Understanding of Truth

Sweet little nothings flow past your eyes. A warm summer evening leaves one memory— The half-heart embrace of bliss—not the knowledge. Words can explain some, but the rest… Can these Truths be Understood as they are? As Choice and Fate in coexistence Can only make coherent their harmonies If the dissonance of human thought Remains all but inaudible, so it is also with Truth and Understanding. It can be observed—Truth. And one needs no Understanding, For Understanding and Truth Cannot meet in the sane mind— Can you Understand Truth itself? And what is Insanity? But a Sanctity, a purification Of the distortion—Conformity, Cohesion of mediocre minds. Sour grudges linger in the depths Of the subconscious mind. The fear of the unknown And hatred, yet desire for all Will leave all in an exacerbated existence. Vanity of human thought eludes Even the conscious state of being. At the price of Truth and knowledge, Many choose to Understand.