![]() Matter, Motion, The Nature of TruthA Poem by redzone![]() ....there is magic in truth...![]() MATTER, MOTION, THE NATURE OF TRUTH
In these early hours, when the sun wears grey mist, the horizon opens sluggishly, not wanting to give up the night. Appearing in its April shroud Mt. Veracity guards the inner bay, and more distant vistas of the Obsidian Sea. In this world of darkness and light, in shades of blue and green, golden land and purple sea, it is magic that gives substance to all we believe. It is the magic of riding sperm whales diving the Vermish Reach while discovering urchins along the Innishney Trench. It is the magic concealed in motion, as matter divides and expands infinitely within the logic of truth. In these early hours when the sun wears its misty grey, think of the world we can enchant as we stand atop Mt. Veracity with the nature of truth in our hands. The logic of magic as it seeks warmth in a flannel shirt while holding hands on this April day, confronting an aspen wind and drawn to scaling these sheer icy cliffs, allowing us to face reality, see the world as it really is; allowing us to change the world into a place we would want to live. It is the magic of truth, its motion of matter that gives substance to all we believe and can be. © 2023 redzoneAuthor's Note
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