Needless to say I’m wrong,
having so longed for the truth,
but like all reality
it rests not on a flat surface,
rather in dimensions ever expanding,
and what I know
is but a precursor to a journey long,
and at no point right,
truth is wrong or incomplete.
A human predilection
this quantifying, labeling affront,
too blunt for truth’s domain,
tis best we refrain from judging so,
every facet of reality we know,
instead just accept what arrives,
learn and hopefully thrive within its truth,
but knowing it a ruse,
a mistake that simply limits what it is.
Imagine not labeling this or that,
how easy would it be to chew the fat,
relax and watch life unfurl,
rather that pick its mind to reveal the pearl
of wisdom we’ve sought,
and in that relenting
everything becomes clear, truth evolving,
life in movement
as is meant to be.
Yet we slander truth
by quantifying its height and girth,
and thinking we know of it,
such a mirthful misconception,
its just our minds can only grasp the moment,
not ride the wave and own it,
a snap-shot of truth is all we glean,
in this our dream of conscious mind,
a pity we’re so blind.
Tony DeLorger © 2017
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