I Know Not, I Know

I know not of things beyond the invisible rainbow. I know not of what causes remembrance of every Teardrop we hold then forgetting it all causing an Overflow. I know not to want things I can only dream of. And what does cause the temptation of tides. Then so, what entails the complexity of tide to Resign. How is it that nature designs heat from cold. What causes a dead STAR to reliquish it's shine. What causes it to be enlivened. There is the understanding of the light of the MIND. I know not of lite YEARS and eons that have past. I know of terrestrial occurrences and lives of Kinsmen. I know of no partridge in a pear TREE or how It was planned. I embed myself with knowledge of my Understanding. I know not to litter my mind with such Unthinkables meant literally of diligence Viewed on occasion as intelligence. Why? I know not.