Tuesday, September 25, 2012

Poem a Day XXV

Exoteric and Esoteric

All of the world is a page
rich in age, written with lives
hoping to find something true;
all most do is learn to strive,

but at the end of the day
we may say that they have learned
most truly to speak the sooth
who for truth have come to burn

with an ardor that remains
despite pains until the end;
no truth descends like a dove,
but they love truth as a friend.

Yet as gods walked in disguise
to surprise the mortal mind,
so in pursuing their task
truth in mask they may yet find.

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