Truth

I try to draw a map of the universe in my mind With language that cannot be accurate in any sense I try to draw the map with images moons, doors, passages But these are ravaged by the passing of thoughts in my head Instead with words I try to paint my dreams moons, doors, passages It seems, that nothing can define any semblance of a truth For there is no truth, just things that are said.

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M.I.A .

Date: 8/9/2010 7:15:00 PM

another WOW!

Connie Marcum Wong

Date: 8/3/2010 5:19:00 PM

David, I just watched and listened to your Youtube of this wonderful poem and I was so impressed. I loved it and will watch it again and again. Into my fav's this one goes. Bravo on being able to create such a visual compliment to display with your most profound poem. You should also add the link to the bottom of this poem. It was awesome! Blessings, Connie

Wilma Neels

Date: 8/3/2010 5:42:00 AM

Thought provoking piece on what truth means to you, will check out the video after work ~ tc Wilma

Linda-Marie Sweetheart

Date: 8/1/2010 10:11:00 PM

I apologize.. have my mind on LUV so much these days... seems everything relates to LUV in my World.right now... with luv..

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 8/1/2010 11:45:00 AM

Very thought provoking write, David. To some extent, I would agree with you, but I do have faith in people and want to believe their words. This is very deep, well done! I return from vacation tomorrow night. Love, Carolyn

Linda-Marie Sweetheart

Date: 7/31/2010 6:20:00 PM

Sorry David ..I don't know where the days are flying by ... so fast.. your Truth poem is from deep within your soul it seems ... easy for me to say forget about the past..it lingers in the memory.. but.. in order to continue .. u must do so.. or drown in negative sorrow... don't do that to yourself.. another will come along... promise.. with luv..

Lisa Jones

Date: 7/31/2010 6:08:00 PM

Something someone should try with a open heart mind and heart and know for there self the truth is he is all the truth and love there is.

Nigel Fox

Date: 7/31/2010 1:48:00 PM

The supposed truth spoken there written down can be scrutinised ! All illiterate speaking to the illiterate - Christ, Mohammed,Buddha ,etc,etc, A little apology Mr Buddha he did seem the nicest of the lot ! Though what excuse the mormans have is a mystery !

Gert W. Knop

Date: 7/31/2010 4:41:00 AM

Truth is always something very personal and individual. Truth for one person must not be valid for another person. Well written, David! Have a bright Sunday in Dublin!...Gert

C.C Bloomsfield

Date: 7/30/2010 11:19:00 PM

I wonder about those thoughts roller-coastering in the passages of Our minds,in a confused language.The universe is always there,yet our doors are always changing,today my moon is glowing bright,tomorrow misty blue and yesterday there was no moon.Life paints our universe it seems,as we paint our dreams,so different from whats so true. ..I love it When you write about the universe David,I'm always mesmerized with it,even if its a universe with a difference.Great!C.C.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 7/30/2010 10:25:00 PM

yes, things are always changing and things are overwhelming too. How could you ever paint them all. Lots of deep thought in this one. LUv, Andrea

Caroline Cécile Delacroix

Date: 7/30/2010 8:20:00 PM

What then does it mean, to be true with oneself? What is there to be true about? If there are dreams, shouldn't there be a good strategy to go about actualizing them? What is the spine of a dream, I wonder, "moons, doors, passages'? :)