I puzzle over how two things
become one thing, and wonder
if it is a matter of knowing, or
acting, or some third operation,
perhaps not limited to mind
and body, but a third substance,
neither thought nor flesh, but
composed of both, partaking
of thoughts's resolute possession
of truth, and the insistent grasp
of beauty by flesh. And together
they make a benign heart of goodness.
But wherever can this new heart be
lodged? Can it simply be lodged
next to the physical heart,
find acceptance there and radiate goodness?
Or must it reside in the soul,
nourished by spiritual proximity
and kept apart from polluting contact
with the world and its slippery ways?
Somehow I must be in daily contact
with this single thing which carries
all necessary attributes of Truth, Beauty,
and Goodness. The next puzzle to ponder
is the alchemy of transference. Is it not
time for me to abandon puzzling in solitary
chambers, and enter the Heraclitean river
that changes with every step we take forward?
You bring in a wonderful idea of a new heart. Where is it lodged? near the physical heart? ? Or does it reside in the soul? Truth, beauty goodness, Abandoning the puzzle to enter into the Heraclitean river that changes with every step. So many ideas packed up in a poem. It made me think a lot. Before writing this comment I read your poem many many times. A wonderful original creation dear Brick, thank you very much
When Truth, Beauty n Goodness combine, we are near to a state of perfection. In some part of us, we are striving to achieve a union of mind n heart. Our thoughts evolve n progress n we experience spiritual bliss. Very philosophical n spiritual write that raises fundamental questions.10
The last verses answer to the difficult situation and question we often enter under despairs life brings us into.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes, the purity of thought must reside in a blessed soul... Great expression.