If we could spy into each other, ken
The heathen aims and the familiar evils
That in the seeming good and virtuous reign;
If we could only pierce the fallacy
Each of the other, strip convention off,
And in our nakedness strut up and down
For thought's perusal — what a world 'twould be,
If then, like God all-seeing, we could come
Straight to the truth of others and ourselves!

Robert Crawford

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/supernatural-discernment/