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"Truth Is Beauty?? Beauty Is Truth."
I never would write that... it sounds too uncouth,
And flowery, and corny - in fact it just reeks.
I never would talk it and I don't live like Keats
And now it's suggested that honesty rule.
Let logic prevail! That sounds very old school
I've long preferred fictions and colorful fables
And I'll go on dreaming as long as I'm able
Poor Keats wrote his Ode to an Urn that was Grecian.
I'm thinking his thoughts were so far from completion.
I'm told he was young when he died of TB
One thing is for sure - He did not live like me.
He wrote his conclusion and spoke to an Urn
'Twas meant to hold ashes - So what can we learn
from someone whose life was so short of a stay?
I'm not sure at all just what Keats meant to say.
(and please - as you read this do not be mislead
I speak for the living - not ill of the dead)
I hesitate too
when someone says "THIS IS TRUE"
Yes Here are the facts - Well sir -maybe for you.
But my spin is different - I think it absurd
Because I'm a writer - I WILL ALTER WORDS
And give my opinion - and say it with vim
And if someone asks me are you speaking for HIM?
I'll say I'm not sure that He is a HE
In fact I've a feeling that SHE looks like me
And when am I'm told that God must be outside
It just isn't possible - He could never reside
Inside me where such chaos is often the rule
My friend you've been hoodwinked - but I am no fool
That's just God's sense of humor and I think that it's cool
For the God-stuff inside me - the Source understands
The Source just keeps laughing while I'm making plans.
And yes I have heard of the poisonous tree.
Where only a tummy ache's waiting for me
For if one fruit is bad, than the whole barrels rotten
Then another says "WRONG" and it all is forgotten
So I'm not a sinner than I must be a saint?
It is what it is or it ain't what it ain't?
If my head's in the clouds am I living in heaven?
Why do I roll snake eyes, while my friend rolls a seven?
You say that I'm straying a bit from my point.
I'm looking as if my nose is a bit out of joint.
So let me explain - it's just not that intense.
I don't give much credence to what's called common sense.
The obvious is not that obvious - see?
It may be for you - but it isn't for me.
So I can't just pick letters A, B or a C.
What you find to be true - well it's not that for me.
I've known black and known white, but there's much in between.
What you call sky blue - I am calling sea green.
What I find to be true - and I say this with love -
Is multiple choice - I pick all of the above
And to ban definitions was never my plan
I guess I am saying... I am that I am.
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