I hear, I read, and then I know
Things I do not see,
And even though I'm sure they're so,
They have small grasp on me.

For me to see is different than
Accepting someone's word.
I see, I feel, I touch. It can
Be I who would be heard.

But much is far beyond my reach.
No way to touch or feel.
I must accept that others teach
So much of what is real.