The Things That Are
As cognizant beings,
We like to convince ourselves,
We know who we are,
That we know where we are,
And, most importunely,
And we know WHY we are...
This is no small feat.
But living can be a joy,
For whether you chose, girl, or boy,
There's so much to learn
And this wisdom, we have to earn,
We'll never know,
All the Whys and such,
But if we can, but merely touch,
And understanding of what,
And why things are the things,
That they are....
You have made.
An insight far.,
Copyright © Tom Bell | Year Posted 2007
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