Who inhabit the developed west
Have attained understanding of Forms
A step away from what's beyond the forms
Maybe he existed merely to be a scribe
the true master socrates' back and side
Documenting dialogs, learning much
But realization seems beyond his touch
God, he percieves as a craftsman,
Thankfully, benovelent.
Gets it right when he sees the worldly forms
Are reflections made from the Divine forms
Never plunging into the abyss of bliss
Held back by railings of reason.
He sees the brilliant knowledge sun
But sees it as spun from reason
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