The Search Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

The Search



The deeper we get into
the idea of what's real,
the further away we become

Trying to put our formulas
into a box,
is folly zero sum

Like the horizon before you
that you see but can't touch,
the truth forever disguised

Its costume to change
with every reason we claim
—only the search bringing meaning to the wise

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April,2019)

Tuesday, April 23, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: search
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