Poem -
OUR SENSES KNOCK
For a silly quest
Good golly gee, so many rules,
Like mountains tall and endless pools!
The truth is out there, some folks say,
But all we know is night and day.
Our senses knock, a silly quest,
On truth's big door, put to the test.
We peek at hills, then down we delve,
In snowy peaks, ourselves we whelm.
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