We'll free dogmatists

Supposing Truth is a woman - what then?
and The Will a bow, while arrow Intent;
her heart, of the matter, the aim we tend
as archers, to pierce, for Truth to ferment.
At dogmatists archers is her mirth sent,
for weak is their will following falseness
and blind be they to their twisted intent,
when arrows take flight truth sees emptiness.
Now, we, free spirits weild arrows and bows,
taut, our Will, from soul's tension below ego,
straight our Intent to the aim arrows flow
striking her heart for truth to let go.

    Thanks to the tension built by dogmatists.

    Thanks for free spirits permeating falseness.