The Great Mystery

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

We tear at her veil

Uncovering her every secret

Bringing to light all that she is

 

Yet we still remain

Mystified by her

 

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

 

The Unknown

We were once the unseen

The formless

That which was unknown

 

Like future generations

They exist now

But remain formless

And unknown

 

But just like us

Who were at one time not

But now we are

We were always here

 

Just like our future is here now

Within our children

Unfolding before our eyes

 

Jeremiah 1:5

“Before I formed thee in the belly I knew thee…”