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The following is a poem I wrote about a philosopher‘s journey toward truth.

In this poem, I depict a philosopher who is uncertain of whether or not he can actually know anything. In his journey, he follows where evidence leads. Open to these truths he is not yet aware of, he begins to believe in actual truth. I think the Christian existentialist can actually overcome the idea of the lack of certainty. Faith can be something of substance, rather than a blind leap against rationale.

What truth be known
to lives be thrown
of heav’nly mysteries,
and cosmos, galaxies?

What light be shed?
What truth be told?
To the undead,
what rest behold?

Leave not the soul
in constant search.
Give heart, give strength
from since its birth

it wonders ’bout
in ever strain,
no man has seen
its deepest pain.

But on some wood
love laid unclaimed,
light rose it up—
Soul’s darkest pain

And foes and folks
to this be giv’n,
what wondrous thing
this love had ris’n

For what has caused
such grief in ye?
Have ye not heard
the voice of me?

O heav’nly light
to men be thrown
for this be truth
it shall be known.

Now rest I say
be found with glee
be not afraid
’tis truth, ’tis Me!

—Jonathan

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