Can We Know the Truth

can we know the truth was the question before Ludwig Wittgenstein the thought pondered by all the great minds philosophy, theology, and science could produce and i have pondered all of this then you enter the room the smile you wear acknowledges within me the love you bear for me eyes that consume me in ownership an Elysian meadow from which i wander in the beloved moments your hand joined in mine outside of this plasma we share the mathematics continues unfolding can we know the truth, a single one the Golden Ratio continues yet the butterfly wings' omen has never come to fruition of anything such as the heavens awaiting you bring Camus held life was meaningless died another drunken fatality proving some lives are meaningless while others pursue highways changing lives with an elucidating sobriety it was in your essence i found the key to life logic has filled many a potter's field an infinity of complications to the equation on-off ramps, cul-de-sacs, straightaways claws upon the chalkboard at the necropolis and the key was in surrendering to your lips ending the barriers within of shattered hearts leaving the cave of shadows down the dark corridors into the light you are as your hand glides into my cheek our eyes lock in an embrace i have come to know God never gives up His chase of Grace blind fools who wake up and see the angels have always been walking with us Oregon 10/23