Paradoxology

Your commitment to Truth will not produce truth,
which demands not resolve, but a ceded heart.

Knock, and the door shall be opened, Truth sighs.
So the spirit may rouse your heart from sleep

and incite your soul in its search for a door;
but you must be convinced that Truth exists,

that there is a door upon which you may rap,
and that bloodied knuckles are de rigueur.

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