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Truth â€' The Will to Know

Hope dreams chromatic showers
to dissipate mind's mist,
endowering scope, truth's powers
help understand much missed
in studying Man’s hours,
to grave from cradle kissed.

Dreams net realities
from past and future frames,
life’s metamorphoses
invent eternal games
to gild tomorrow’s frieze, -
imagination’s tease.

Stars stringing far horizon,
translation could retain,
within truth's sphere - it lies on
heart purified from stain.
Soft soul rainbow relies on,
prismatic white won't wane.

Life's multicoloured mesh
was netted on mind’s shelves,
but inspiration fresh
is sent by smiling elves
who to ideas gift flesh,
lend wave-lengths from themselves.

Past days are passed! Fresh wings
unfurl, truth's banner stays,
explaining causal swings
through an enlightened gaze,
serenity's strong rings
ignores both pain and praise.

Each day brings hope, Life’s frame
mirrors far stars a-gleaming,
revolving, never tame
sends light, delight flight seeming
eternal. Some exclaim
time modifies all meaning.

Yet Truth remains the same
mortality redeeming,
serves neither gold nor fame.
Bright beacon ever beaming
beyond Time's petty shame,
beckons with light rays streaming.

From falsehood flee, find fast
in truth's ruth rede refusal
of discord, strife, at last
nor bias nor recusal
holds fort, for just thoughts' cast
surpasses all perusal.

Each is of each a glow,
true echo which at first,
sounds dim, begins to grow,
and finally may burst
as “Truth” - The Will to know -
quenches its quenchless thirst.

(2 August 1995 revised 3 September and 23 September 2009 expanded 15 January 2011 robi03_0761for previous versions see below)

I dream of coloured showers
to dissipate mind's mist,
endowering me with powers
to understand much missed
in studying Man’s hours,
to grave from cradle kissed.

Stars stringing far horizon,
translation could retain,
within love's sphere - it lies on
heart purified from stain -
moon beam soft soul relies on
while love lasts need not wane.

Life's multicoloured mesh
was netted on mind’s shelves,
but inspiration fresh
was sent by smiling elves
who to ideas gave flesh,
lent wave-lengths from themselves.

Past days are passed! Fresh wings
unfurls bright banner, stays
explaining causal swings
to an enlightened gaze,
serenity's strong rings
ignores both pain and praise.

Each day brings hope, Life’s frame
mirrors far star a-gleaming
revolving, never tame
sends light, delight flight seeming
eternal, we exclaim
time modifies all meaning.

Dreams net realities
from past and future frames,
life’s metamorphoses
invent eternal games
to gild tomorrow’s frieze, -
imagination’s tease.

Each is of each a glow,
an echo which at first,
though dim, begins to grow,
and finally may burst
as “Truth” - The Will to know -
quenches its quenchless thirst.
2 August 1995 revised 3 September 2009 and 23 September 2009
for previous version see below

I dream of coloured showers
to waft away the mist,
endowering me with powers
to understand, assist,
the study of Man’s hours,
to grave from cradle kissed.

Stars strings wing far horizon,
stars pocket would retain,
within love's sphere - it lies on
heart pure that knows no stain -
moon beam soft soul relies on
while love lasts may ne'er wane.

This multicoloured mesh
was netted on mind’s shelves,
but inspiration fresh
was sent by smiling elves
who to ideas gave flesh,
not wave lengths from themselves.

Past days are passed! Fresh wings
breathe beauty here that stays
to light Time as it swings
upon enlightened gaze,
‘tis intuition’s rings
ignoring pain and praise.

Each day brings hope, Life’s frame
mirrors the star thats gleaming
afar and ne’er the same
sends light, delight that's s[tr]eeming
eternal, while the game
is played with changing meaning.

Dreams net realities
from past and future frames,
life’s metamorphoses
invent eternal games
to gild tomorrow’s frieze, -
imagination’s tease.

Each is of each a glow,
an echo which at first,
though dim, begins to grow,
and finally may burst
as “Truth” - The Will to know -
quenches its quenchless thirst.
2 August 1995 2nd verse added 3 September 2009

poem by Jonathan Robin
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