The Chasm - Andrew Menkis

Philosopher Seated, with Globe, Book, and Compass

Giovanni Battista Tiepolo (1696-1770)

There is a chasm deep inside of us,
Dividing intellect from imagination,
The cold and brutal doubt of certainty,
From the warm surety of fabrication.
Why this reversal of what we expect? 
Why does reason fail to bring us peace
Where myth and legend bless us with sweet rest?
Why does the false feel true and the true false? 

This feels like a battle, but is it one?
Could syllogism and story conjoin?
Where truth meets beauty are questions undone?
Are myth and history two faces, one coin? 
Lies breathed through silver are cast into gold
When the Logos is poured into His mold.