They asked, 'what be it thou knowest'
Then like a scale off my eyes it fell-
So I realise that,
That which I claim to know was but a cast of my ignorance-
For what be it I know without that which I seek not to know,
For in seeking to know, we know
And
In knowing, we become wise even wiser.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem