The true meaning, ready to be decoded.
What never added up will add Up,
What was incomprehensible will be comprehended.
"True" is a loaded word, one which has commanded both respect and derision, growth and decay, win and loss, eternity and despair. Pilate scoffed at Jesus Christ, "What is Truth?", when His believers would respond with calm conviction, "It is He who stands before you, and for all of us." Truth has been the bane of intellects, the goal of mystics, a word to convey sincerity in everyday life, a certainty beyond conception. For the poet, the "true meaning", the sense, the purpose, the end of the story, the resolution and explanation of all things, will be revealed. For many, the moments, the signs and wonders, the mixed messages of a world crammed with confused people looking for answers, or an answer, looking for the divining element to resolve the magic words or the cryptic scripts which mocked their efforts, all will be "decoded," explained, folded out for reception.
The missing pieces of one's broken life will come together, "added Up", with the capitalization of this little prepositions, positioned at the very end, suggesting the open security of whatever questions have puzzled mankind will have found their peaceful termination. "Incomprehensible" will be "comprehended." The deep mysteries of life, the geoprahical passages which escaped notice or the literary ones that resisted interpretation, the sorrows of loved ones sudden passing, the passage of time inexorable, with its seeming emptiness, will not just be within the grasp of the poet, but will be readily made apparent, apart from his own effort. "Decoded", "added Up", "comprehended", the passive element of these three terms indicates that the poet takes no part in explication; it is done, and it is done for him, and the agent of revelation is not revealed to him.
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