The Unknown

We are fascinated

With the unknown

The unseen

That which we know is real

But have no way to prove it

 

Maybe the unknown

Does not want to be known

 

Maybe what is a mystery

Wants to remain a mystery

 

Maybe the mystery

Wants to be left alone

Shrouded in darkness

 

Nevertheless

They tear at her veil

Uncovering her every secret

Bringing to light all that she is

 

Yet they still remain

Mystified by her

And still do not know her