Don’t know

There are things I think I know
then there are things I think
I know I don’t know.

The things I don’t know
I can with study
and diligence
learn to know,
I think.

But the source of all that is possible,
in the most impossible situations
is found in what
I don’t know that I don’t know.

Makes me think that
I really don’t know
what I think I know.

Perhaps all truth and what is,
is the mystery, awe and wonder
which my mind can never grasp.

The mind’s knowing and
knowledge is but,
the assassin of truth;
not truth,
it’s delegate
or exegetist.