[The eye is like a telescope] – 2 March, 2011 (untitled because I don't have any idea what it is or where it came from. . . . .the horrors of metaphysics class

The eye is like a telescope

To see the panoramic view,

But can we ever dare to hope

Our faulty lenses to eschew?

The ear is like a microphone,

That transmits all that it can hear,

But can we trust in it alone

To make impressions without fear.

The hand is like a pressure plate

That warns when other things are near,

But can we hope to trust our fate

And know what’s there is fully clear.

If all we have is physic form

With which to know the world around,

Then can we know this sens’ry storm

Is truly there; our reas’ning sound?

Thank God!  We have a rational soul

To comprehend our mortal world.

Without it we would be unwhole

And left

                                    Alone.