Thy World which is ever finite
Hath hidden to men its glorious light
And brought the void to the very height
Impossible to be grasped by unaided sight
Trace this philosophers of great
Who uncovered countless a secret
These deeper ones have they fret
From our ignorance, they tried to liberate
But truth itself could be blinding
If one's immersed with his finding
Of lofty truths impossible to wring
Since never can we uncover everything
Intelligent as he always seems
But a real philosopher truly beams
If he realizes the limits of his dreams
And acknowledges that's beyond his realm
Wise is he who knows he knows not
For one's greatness only comes about
In emptying his wisdom pot
And fill it with what's truly sought
Love Truth but discover it in Love
'Tis the message from the One above.
