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
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
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
I know not of lite YEARS and eons that have past.
I know of terrestrial occurrences and lives of
I know of no partridge in a pear TREE or how
It was planned.
I embed myself with knowledge of my
I know not to litter my mind with such
Unthinkables meant literally of diligence
Viewed on occasion as intelligence. Why?
I know not.
Copyright © VAL BROOKLYN Rogers BLK PANTHER | Year Posted 2016
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