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