Building of Logic

So clear the words but not the thought

Clear the emotion unexpected nor sought

Feeling, tasting, the scent of logic sweet

In minds and words, we may then meet

Challenge truths without selfish emotion

No salve, no need for soothing lotion

Question the stairs, the rooms, the doors

Building of logic, hidden truth in stores

But at times others cannot follow

Proceeding without, I did when I was callow

Now it seems those truths hidden deep

Are fine and fair to know, but not keep

They remain as they are

To me close and never far

But for those truths hard to take

We play with words for elusions sake