Complex Truths
I sit in state of wonder
as my mind does ponder
over thoughts
which compared to thought are fonder
than t' prefer that thoughts no longer
would linger and finger about the essence
Of reality's encompassing presence
While'st I stare through care
To do all that I may dare
To alter all to do what in our minds is fair
as we find fair left behind
and that care is lost in time
all the point is lost in rhyme
the rhyme however is not a loss of point
infact the joint of with without
means no existance without could be
with and out of sencerity
and doubt begins to fade
the truth of lie has been made
we work with what we know
to let the spirit go and see our "destiny"
to come and no winds blow
o'r our path to let world show
that arrow follows path of bow
and further will the spirit go
with than without the firing bow
and string which wrings and sings
and begins to bring the thought to action
and begins the unaction of the unthought thought
as becomes what is now not and once what was
is only thought which stays unthought and reality's reality soon will rot
to grow the truth of lies and death
and life's cycle is now at best
when all is equal, leaving end and sequal
Copyright © Shannon Callaway | Year Posted 2007
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