The absolute

The world is

in our mind

and our mind

is in the world.


There lies the paradox.


And with our mind

we seek to

go beyond

what the senses

give us of the world,

the empty world,

and look for the

world’s essence,

the Absolute.


Are we but imprisoned

like an oyster in a shell,

as Plato says?

Or can we see

beyond the world

created from the senses

to the Absolute,

to the Truth?


The Truth is out there,

so they say.

Ah, but what is the Truth

and where does it lay?


In truth, are there

but truths,

large and small,

that we tell and retell

so they appear to be

the Absolute

from our oyster shells?