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.
Copyright © Mike Ruff | Year Posted 2008
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