Ocular Reasoning
By my eyes, I have sight
In this, I find comfort in the physical objects I see
For I know these to be existent in the light
Do not the birds of the air have sight of their nesting tree?
What is in sight, that of which is perceived?
Is it a distinction between reality and fiction?
Surely, what I see is authentic lest my eyes be deceived
From this inquiry, derives a most curious intuition
‘Tis a most exquisite frame of reasoning
To believe without ocular proof
And to ponder in the absence of feeling
Certainly an idea not aloof
For it is not what I perceive that which I rue
Rather, the things I’ve disdained, these that are true
Copyright © Andrew Yates | Year Posted 2014
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