Sonnet On Philosophy.Sonnet 01

I. The Shadow on the Wall (Epistemology)We trace the shifting shadows on the wall,And claim we see the truth of what they are,While deep inside the dark, trapped in the thrall,We name a flickering spark a distant star.The senses trick the fragile, human mind,With echoes of a song we never knew,We grope in brilliant rooms, completely blind,And mistake the passing copy for the true.But reason is a spark that splits the night,To drag the heavy soul outside the cave,Where blinding sun reveals a truer sight,And shatters every ghost we used to brave.Yet even in the light, we pause and fear: