Like a dog
Chasing his tail
Where he only ends up
Where he started,
Chasing our
Worldly dreams
Is quite futile.
If we expect
To know everything,
The only things
We will know
Are pain and suffering
For that is what
The world is made of.
God reveals only
What he believes us
Able to understand
Not because he
Enjoys keeping secrets
But because there
Are things we could
Never hope to
Wrap our minds around.