So I call on truth itself;for it is knownand yet does not write…

The truth! The truth!Some minds wrote about -and yet - no truth;So I dared to write -but still there was no truth;So I call on truth itself,for it is knownand yet does not write;

When we paint, we paint with truth -and when live, we live without;so we dream and yet not sleepfor sleep takes our dreamsand does not trade it with doubt.

When we paint, we paint with truth -and when live, we live without it;so we dream and yet not sleepfor sleep takes our dreams;