Face Reality - Yes But
FACE REALITY - YES BUT
What is this world we see with eyes full closed?
As ‘real’, unless we mean by others shared
‘Untrue’, you say; ‘with my hand, cannot be disposed’
Yet my own ceiling clear, each detail bared
Patterned like the complex edge of Hudson Bay
Sea and ice as frozen lace, from Stratosphere
Still, past my walls I verdant land survey
Though every tree unmapped, all aspects clear
As that we call the real - (must be accepted!)
I don’t deny to consent what you call ‘true’
But doubt world-agreed be all - others excepted
Did not those bringing light once hold a solitary view
So pore and measure this world of men and mountains
But do not reject other spheres - may be radiant fountains
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