Wednesday, November 20, 2013


      Now, why should I believe what I don’t know?
      I might suppose that such-and-such is so
      As an hypothesis to probe and test
      Until its truth or falsehood is assessed,
      But I can give no credence without proof,
      For nothing else persades me but the truth,
      And thus on matters metaphysical,
      I’ll hold with only what is sensible.
      But yet I wonder if beyond the ken
      Of science with its rigid regimen
      And protocols of proof, there still may lie
      An occult realm our brains can occupy—
           If we could readjust our frame of mind
           And find our whole perspective realigned.