“It is a puzzling thing. The truth knocks on the door and you say, ‘Go away, I am looking for the truth,” and it goes away. Puzzling.”
“It is a puzzling thing. The truth knocks on the door and you say, ‘Go away, I am looking for the truth,” and it goes away. Puzzling.”
Thanks Liquid. What a beautiful think to say. Hope you are well.
You have no earthly idea how this poem attatched itself to my momentary being, my soul at this very moment. Thank you for this precious reminder.
You are such a gift to us out here, trying to prevail.
Thank you.
Yep, Dan!
No kidding!