Reality does not depend
Upon what you can see
For you know that there is no end
To possibility;
That no room is so narrow for
The soul to be confined;
That space is only to explore
One corridor of mind;
Beyond this world is one to come
That's roomier by far
Yet no more than a honeycomb
To what you really are.
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