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That unreachable, ungraspable thing,
That knowledge that cannot be understood just
Known
Like a fierce belief,
Like a knight knows his duty,
But he cannot strictly define it,
For its essence is in the indefinable
And its heart is
In the heart of the one who feels it.
Often labeled nonsense, perhaps it is the thing that makes the most sense
Of all:
True and faithful love,
Feelings and tears, and depth and devotion,
The often-searched-for, nearly-never-found.