Hearing

John 18:38 38 Pilate asked, “What is truth?” When he had said this he went back outside to the Jewish leaders and announced, “I find no basis for an accusation against him

Hearing

 

Calling, calling ... who is calling? Is it from without I hear?

Is it a voice of my own making ... that from within appears?

 

Convinced by voices not understood ... is that what happens very oft?

Are they the voices of own desire ... that make me wander all aloft?

 

What is truth ... a simple question that can’t be answered anywhere?

Who is “Truth”? This is the issue that is ignored throughout the sphere.

 

The things that matter appear funny ... the “who’s” are a reality.

For things are lifeless in itself ... but the “who’s” are soul’s fatalities.

 

Jan Wienen

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My community

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