What thoughts has thinking hard put in my brain,
that show a different world than my eyes see,
before, things easier were, clear and plain,
but now are always less than used to be.
What did I learn from all that reason claims?
A lot indeed, and that can’t be denied,
but reason wanted too, to have no frames,
and started reasoning things not verified.
What knowledge has been left inside my heart,
that neither thoughts nor reason understand?
How can it know so well to beat, how hard,
why all my feelings does it still command?
To know beyond what can be known, does fetter,
To know less but wisely, it may be better.

 

Pierre Sotér is a poet living in Portugal.


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