Genuflection To Spinoza Poem by Bill Grace

Genuflection To Spinoza



The greatest question remains
Beyond the circumstances of our lives that form us
Is there a TRUTH
That gently smiles at, weeps with, mocks at, or even more...
Frail human understanding?
Or is the question itself
Only my desperate need for hope?

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