Ode to Unknowing

This week I’ve decided to share one of my poems with you. I wrote it almost a year ago. Here is my “Ode to Unknowing.” Enjoy.

They say that we should know.
Know all manner of things
from sunup to sundown
and throughout the night.

Book learning, life learning
people learning, people doing
the learning that they know

But to what end is all that
learning and knowing and doing
when life is mystery?

Unknowing unlocks secrets
that we cannot know.
Unknowing beckons us to
Be still and listen, wait...
 
All set aside in the waiting,
the waiting and the listening
at peace in the unknowing

Is not knowing the same
as unknowing?  I think not.
Not knowing just sits there.

Unknowing beckons within
where God is.  
Be still and listen, wait...
The mystery happens we un-know how.

© Dorothy Gremillion

April 27, 2024