Truth Is

Poem By Rosalie Kollett

What is truth?
the question of the ages
Is still being probed
Amongst the world's sages.

Truth, the father of virtue
And kinsman of beauty
Is the colleague and ally
Of rectitude and duty.

Truth is not passive
As the Rosetta Stone
Foe its Author is living,
To the possessors, well-known.

Truth is love at work
In the visitation of He
Who came through the Fashioner
In the form of humanity !

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