Looking Inside

Strange life, strange place, this universe Senses look outside. Alas! We are destroyed and we can not know us. If they would look, hear or feel inside We would recognise us. Bizarre mystery of human body Would be revealed to us and We would know who, why and how. But some are there who knows, They are patient , they are still, They can take their vision out From this world and Look with their mind's eye inside. But they can hardly talk So mystery remains mystery. Unknowable can not be known, Refuses to become subject of knowledge Knowledge acts by it. You can be it But cant know it.