An Unbeliever In the Woods

The scoffer sat upon his rock. and spied out the ivy and hemlock. He surveyed the surrounding hills, Of the endless ranging catskills. He said, this is all that my senses perceive. Therefore, there is no other revelation to achieve. From here I can see the moon and the stars. But it is obvious to me that there are no cars. But he only had to use his feet, To make his range of sight complete. For a mile or two down the byway, Was a tree-shrouded highway.