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