poorest truth is logical.
Picks its way through stumbling blocks.
When it meets a paradox,
bangs its head against the wall.
next one is poetical.
Steps aside where logic sticks,
swaps around the building bricks.
Has no plan to it at all.
third is allegorical,
the most that we can understand,
snapshots of a promised land.
Jesus chose the parable.
last truth is the best of all:
purpose yet to be revealed,
paradox to be unsealed.
This will take the curtain call.
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