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Sunday, October 18, 2015

Discovery is Like a Rose...




OctPoWriMo day 18: Things are not always what they seem...

Discovery is like a rose
That breaks the binding of its bud
The light of understanding flows
Through barriers as thick as mud
Then, caught upon a minute trance
Wonder and insight interpose
Defying nettled ignorance
…discovery is like a rose

The eye is but a thoroughfare
Sight is not withheld from the blind
While many look but merely stare
Perception is the sight of mind
Discovery is like its rose
Philistinism, like a tomb
Before cognizance grips the throes
That probes the bud with light, then bloom

Will we believe deception’s lies
Where vision gapes with vanity
And forfeit the mark of the prize
Because we did not learn to see?
Oh, pray we do more than suppose
Or point with blank and wide-eyed stare
Discovery is like a rose
Waiting for us to find God there

© Janet Martin

 Lines in photo from William Blake's poem Auguries of Innocence