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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