Poetry (yes,yes,yes)

“The truth will set you free”

To see and understand, the image must be real.

The flavor or color of sand is a measure of the scale.

How dense is your mitochondria?

How powerful is your cell?

The cost of being vulnerable is the cost of being well.

Who would regenerate from the damage if life lessons practiced well?

Who could forget their misery if ‘mindfulness’ practice fell?

To hoard and heal wounds are subject to living spells.

What do you believe?

Music is a sphere like reason, love and fear.

Tolerance is a virtue like temperance and justice.

Yet, analysis will not yield an answer to the truth about life.

Even a ‘good life’ is subject to others’ reason, love, fear…

Even a ‘holy person’ is subject to tolerance, temperance, and justice.

We would be a monk to answer the truth about love?

Are we not all sinners?

Are we not all human?

Are there no answers?

Are there no ultimate truths?

And there are stories about the ‘wheel of life’.

We dream about the ‘fountain of youth’.

There is an unceasing desire for more.

A complex path to find the truth or any answer in life.

We tend to ask the question ‘why’.

Poetry is like a mirror for the truth.

Beauty is like a structure for the truth.

Meaning comes only in degrees.

Do answers really exist at all?

Is life truly its’ own reward?

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