Hypothesis presents its labyrinth
inviting us to walk
through rooms of limitation—
door to door to door
infancy to child to adolescent
to ... what? adult?
No summit that:
more doors and then a wall.
Mortal mind—seller of dreams.
Buy not its wares!
For us, there's Truth:
Man—fresh from Spirit
timeless, not by degrees—
son of God
idea of Love
no halfling state for him
full-faceted, complete
already.
