Unknot the tanglements that bind the soul
And give to man the knowledge to make whole
His understanding. Then he’ll truly see
What paths in Life avoid the greatest dole.
But is the soul tied in a Gordian knot?
It wishes to be free. But it cannot.
What then? Can there be found blade sharp enough
To cut those bonds – free that soul on the spot?
Or is the soul in nets adamantine
Trapped surely? Though inside the mesh it shine
And dazzle sight: withal it still is caught
Unable to take wing, forced to repine.
Is judgement, like the soul, entangled too?
If men cannot know clearly, then it’s true.
Men’s minds are twisted, darkened, mostly blind
Unless some power from outside them shines through.