It’s true what a wise one once said…how the older and older we grow
the more and more we learn…the less and less we know.
I don’t know why there still are wars…why there is famine poverty and strife.
I don’t know why one human…would ever take another human’s life.
I don’t know why we as humans cannot get along.
I don’t know thy the weak among us can’t be cared for by the strong.
I don’t know why there is hate and bigotry…why some people cheat and lie.
I don’t know why innocent children and babies have to die.
Thankfully, however,
The list of things I don’t know is not limited to the wicked, sad and vile:
I don’t know why a baby’s laugh always makes me smile.
I don’t know how there can be so much beauty in the sky, the sea…the land.
I don’t know why it feels so good to hold another person’s hand.
After watching so many sunrise and sunsets I don’t know how they can still surprise.
I don’t know how tears of joy and sorrow flow from the same well in my eyes.
I don’t know how to explain love…how it can take a broken heart and heal it.
I don’t know where love comes from…I only know it…when I feel it.
I don’t know why I make wishes under the moon or upon a falling star.
I don’t know why we don’t tell each other more often…how beautiful we are.
I don’t know why a life filled with so much joy and happiness
has it’s share of sorrow and sadness too
Hopefully these are things I might come to know before my time is through.
In the meantime I’ll keep searching for joy wherever in life I go…
In the unexplained
In the undiscovered
In all the things I do not know.