The world is not enough for us, we who
Seek Truth and yearn to find an apt worldview,
For something in our intellect compels
Us to investigate where meaning dwells;
When eyes are blind, we peer into our hearts,
Since where our seeing ends, believing starts,
And thus we make our suppositions creeds
By which we judge and justify our deeds.
But woe to those who propagate beliefs
That lead us not to gladness but to griefs;
Faith by itself is not enough, though strong,
For creeds, like our opinions, can be wrong.
The meanings we believe that we have found
Must still be wisely tested and judged sound.