LIFE Poem: What is Truth ?, by Santi Ospina

To explore, altogether, reality’s question,
Moving away from ancient concepts,
Hence the question: What is truth?
The word is not the thing;

To end the unconscious movement of thought,
To see conscious thinking;
To observe the depth of Being
Without the division between the mirror and its reflection.

To discard all processes of time,
Such as the content of consciousness;
Neurons reclaim their existence
Beyond that futile art of self-development.

A balance arises from facts,
Where thought holds no deception
And its only utility is to write this poem.
Thus, truth is nothing but space, like love.

To exist in silence, free of identification;
To let any skill flourish in beauty
Effortlessly, without seeking reward.
A deep inquiry into true freedom.