My professor of Mod. Philosophy
Said his senses were not right,
That when he thought he saw a tree
It really was not sight.
“‘Tis but a dream”, he said to me,
“Of the higher true reality.”
A student, new, untried,
I mused, and then replied,
“The me you see in front of you
Is not the me that’s really true.
Your eyes distort and change the facts
As even now I swing my axe.
Direct perception to attain
Grasp the blade within your brain.”
A student error, alas!
For I failed and he passed!