Like the others—I have been lost— In the perilous sea—of mist. Like others—I have given up— Falling down the slump— But I have risen—in the darkest hour And held on to Hope—the power— That stayed with me—despite— I had fallen—from a height. 'Tis a constant climb and stride— To find the Truth—with the light Of a lantern—that shines— In their faces—full of lies. Somewhere, near the top, I find— A peace—a Truth—to which others were blind. While others looked for the fountain—of Youth, I searched for the mountain—of Truth.
I was inspired to write this poem from the classic painting, Wanderer Above the Sea of Fog by Caspar David Friedrich. The poem is an allegory, as it symbolizes the philosophers: Friedrich Nietzsche—with the mountain climb in Thus Spoke Zarathustra—and Diogenes—with holding the lantern to find ‘truth.’

Dare to disturb the universe?