Truth is not proud, running
his calloused hands across the welt
of guilt, knowing good from evil,
deliverance from dependence on
temptation to sway the scales.

Truth is not innocent of
the burden of each deficit of decency,
quavering beneath every slight,
every blow, each evasion & economy of grace.

Truth is not garrulous, having
learned at last to distill his words
into a single, potent flavour,
intoxicating on the tongue;

Truth was never altogether
balanced, leaning heavily on
humanity, and a complex,
nuanced naivety.

Truth is not pretty,
but, ever the pointillist,
his brush has potential to create
out of havoc
something more beautiful.

About Rosalind C Hughes

Rosalind C Hughes is a priest and author living near the shores of Lake Erie. After growing up in England and Wales, and living briefly in Singapore, she is now settled in Ohio. She serves an Episcopal church just outside Cleveland. Rosalind is the author of A Family Like Mine: Biblical Stories of Love, Loss, and Longing , and Whom Shall I Fear? Urgent Questions for Christians in an Age of Violence, both from Upper Room Books. She loves the lake, misses the ocean, and is finally coming to terms with snow.
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