'Speak to Me of Truth'

...and the Raven spoke to the butterfly

            "speak to me of truth" 

the reply came humbly,

'who's truth do you want?'

The Raven looked a bit perplexed...

          'there is only one truth that does not lie' he muttered.

Butterfly responded, 'perhaps it is as beauty, my clever friend; 

         'tis in the eye of the beholder'

Once again the flutterby spread her magnificent wings, 

   "there was a time I was held captive in a suffocating cocoon with no light, now watch me as I brilliantly take flight into the night'

As she fluttered off she left him with this thought to ponder,

 'through your keen  Raven eyes, which is  the truth of truths

                                                                                       you wish to find in me?' 

 

“Things aren't always what they seem, are they?”

N.E. Bode

Reviews

[Vikrantsingh]

The Raven looked a bit perplexed...
'there is only one truth that does not lie' he muttered.
Butterfly responded, 'perhaps it is as beauty, my clever friend;
'tis in the eye of the beholder'
Once again the flutterby spread her magnificent wings,
- Splendid and amazing read and write :)
- Singh :)

[Frieda P]

Thanks Singh, so glad you like this one, it's one of my favorites. :-)

[Holly Mason]

lovely words
suffocating cocoon...what a thought provoking statement
always can tell when it is a Frieda piece ...and that dear fine lady is a gift*)
thank you for sharing fine lady

[Frieda P]

I may have to dance barefoot to this review, thanks Holly!!

[icelandicblue]

When my students bicker and I try to sort out their differences I know the truth lies somewhere in the middle of everyone involved. We believe our own truths but the eye of the beholder slightly skews the truth held honestly by others. I love this story/parable/poem.

[Frieda P]

Thanks blue, for some odd reason it just came to me, good luck with those students and truth, you know how that goes...

[Jack...]

Finally I can breathe again. So much thought was provoked by your beautiful offering. As if the wind has shifted and a cool breeze of joy has met my face, causing my smile to be unending. You were desperately missed my sweet friend.

[icelandicblue]

I agree Jack. The winds feel a lot more favorable now.

[Frieda P]

Cool breeze? Don't you mean zephyr? ;-) Thanks Jack, happy to be here, missed you too my dear friend.

[Jack...]

Damn, I must've been using the wrong dictionary.

[Frieda P]

Ha I thought that was me Jack!

[Cassie]

This is what I was missing while you were away. Good one.

[Frieda P]

So glad to be back Cassie, thank you muchly.

[Emily B]

you reminded me of Miss Dickinson

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He preached upon "Breadth" till it argued him narrow—
The Broad are too broad to define
And of "Truth" until it proclaimed him a Liar—
The Truth never flaunted a Sign—

Simplicity fled from his counterfeit presence
As Gold the Pyrites would shun—
What confusion would cover the innocent Jesus
To meet so enabled a Man!

[Frieda P]

Wowzers, you made my day with that comment! Emily Dickinson, one of the greats, I'm humbled.

[Emily B]

mine used to tell me that i couldn't argue that the grass wasn't green when he knew very well that it was green, and other similar truths that I couldn't quite grasp :)

[Emily B]

do you know the Raven too? He is a hard man, always doubting, always assuming he knows, always destroying

[Frieda P]

Yes, personally unfortunately, a few of them as a matter of fact, thanks Emily!