Wednesday, November 05, 2014


We know not what we do not know
Oblivious we to life's mystery
We listen not what we ought to hear
We see not what we ought to see
The gold we hold so dear to heart
Is it gold? I say it is, you don't?
You hold to yours and I to mine
We seat ourselves on our own throne

We think we know what we know
Unawares we are to time's eternity
We think we hear what we hear
We think we see what we see
The gold we know but really do we?
We guard them with our mind's frailty
But so vast, so utterly vast it is
Beyond what we can ever think it to be

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