Mind's Contortion
In awe with rock sturdy of truth
While befits its valued desire
Yet, abhors sound immutable of truth
While defies its wicked want
Hates perilous waves of a lie
While being artfully fooled
Yet, wears its repulsive rags
While it suits its self-serving occasion
Adulates splendor of truth
While truth exposes its skill
Yet, detests resonance of truth
While opposes its corrupt stand
Extols opulence of truth
While favors its arduous labor
Yet, shrinks from its penetrating Eye
While throws light on its wounding flaws
Stays mulishly unmoved and defiant
While reproved by voice thunderous of truth
Yet, remains opposing and at odds
While truth is eloquently silent
Under foolery of lesser evil
Confines art of self-indulgence
Divine afflatus misreads as its own percipience
At all times remains in useless fever
Slaves away in its woeful blindness...
(Inspired by The Confessions of Saint Augustine)
poem by Psy.D. Th.D. Dorothy Kardas
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