TRUTHS

With each day that now passes
Truths are getting ever nearer
Just a glimpse is never enough
With all the boring detail stuff
One day soon it will be clearer
Hopefully I won’t need glasses

They do say that full realisation
Comes only with accurate vision
Like translating an ancient tract
The focus isn’t so subtle, in fact
It can make a very deep incision
No anaesthetic for an operation

It comes from a very cold place
And melting ice forms a puddle
Insight could be a powerful blow
At least from above, not below
No confusion, nor in a muddle
Yet will always haunt this space