Beauty of the Unknown

Mysteries of the universe
Never quite unfolding
Constantly explored, explained and described
Sometimes turned into a truth,
New and bold.

But time burns the old truth away
And a new ‘truth’ takes it’s place.

Where went the days when we sat in wonder,
Staring at the night sky,
Amazed at it’s vastness,

Religion, science, philosophy,
Right-wing, left-wing,
Everyone claims to have ‘the answer’.

But all conflict,
With each other,
And also with themselves

Mysteries of the universe
Some things we know
Most things we don’t
And the more we admit we don’t know
The more beautiful the world becomes.


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