Monday, March 23, 2015


I hear myself
speak these words
so often:

I don't know.

The immensity
of my not-knowing
is boundless.

I marvel at it
as I marvel
at the restless
surface of the ocean
beyond the shift
of all horizons;

or at the great,
and bewildering
mystery of the universe
escaping its own
limitless boundaries
at light-speed
on a starlit night.

On tiny Earth,
this speck of dust,
I contemplate
the endless reach
of my not-knowing,
repeating to myself
that one thing that
I know I know:

I don't know.

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