Sonnet 05 Poem by doug bentley

prophets are social hermits, and do
visionary eyes focus on social distance.
seeing ahead, it's as if they knew
the act of root in every consequence.

what faculty is it which reveals
that which lies hid to others' eyes:
which every discernment firmly seals
with stamp so distinct it time defies?

is it the cultivation of an inner sense,
certain intuition formed from gossamer,
or is the origin from clearer presence,
such as speaks directly to hearer?

to we who have wax in our ears
this riddle a mental mystery appears.