Ecclesia de Veritate

Do we worship a concept

we cannot define


Do we dig for a treasure

that we’ll never find


Is the belief that it’s there,

enough to forge on


In perpetual failure,

no words to our song


Do we feel we’re the closest

when the bottom falls out


To be left further back,

and then bandied about


Does it even exist,

is it worth all the pain


The searching and fighting,

and what’s there to gain


Enduring the hardship

its pilgrimage holds


Because life without truth,

all body—no soul


To die unenlightened

and scarred from the search


Still a legacy worthy

—in veracity’s church


(Augustinian Cemetery: September, 2020)

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