The Orator Responds To His Own Words

it is addressed thusly:
A thought.
it reads:
"The heart is deceitful above all things"
He said, but everyone knows it does not lie
It lies only from the viewpoint of the eye
Which cannot glance its hidden springs
Which cannot search its ways at all
For whom inner life is but a thrall
Every man! Who peers inside will see
Deceptions and chimeras and false lights
Though what be there is by all rights
The only source for our truth to be
Discerned, earned hard by sweat
And tears and blood - but still yet
Man like mud in flesh and heart
Brittle clay, must know that which
His heart decrees is, stitch for stitch
The tapestries of his own inner art
In deceit the heart his truth it brings
For the heart is deceitful above all things.


  1. I’ve been a follower on your blog for a while now and would like to invite you to visit and perhaps follow me back. Sorry I took so long for the invitation

    1. Yes, I think you've mentioned this before. I've left a comment on your most recent post about the body and the blodo of the Lamb.

    2. 'blood' rather. Whew. English, hard stuff.


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