By Tony DeLorger © 2013
What good the unfolding of truth,
when the pain of it has long burnt flesh,
and lain us prostrate and defenceless,
in the shadow of reality.
What good the lessons of direction,
when the snare has already been triggered,
and we, as helpless as the proverbial lamb,
lay in wait for the ending.
What good the rigours of belief,
when life is filled with ceremony and detail,
while the truth silently steps by us,
unwilling to shine in the shadows of our ignorance.
What good is love,
when the warm hearts of intimacy turn feral,
and your chosen shows the fangs of reality,
cutting you down like a meager green sapling,
cast aside as a meaningless departure.
What good are lies,
when the truth holds far more sting,
and life, as harsh as it can be, hones your shallow thinking,
to realise that nothing is meant to be easy.
What good is life?
The pain and the love guide us to understanding,
and with that, thoughts that transcend experience,
and deliver us to acceptance.
Surely life is its own reward,
it is we who can give meaning to it,
give sweet and beautiful dreams substance,
to deliver life to a far more assimilable state.
Good is a state of mind...
What we perceive creates our beliefs, and those beliefs then transform our reality. Good is a state of mind.
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