Know Nothing
The only thing we know
is that we know nothing,
many a glib prophet
has declared.
Though I know I don't
know all, I know a little
and know that is far
better than nothing.
There lies a great, deep darkness
beyond my candle's glow
but here is light enough
that I can see
and know that I know something
and know that there is more
that I may never know
but might still seek.
Ah, yes, a little knowledge
may be a dangerous thing
but I'll not seek the safety
of dark rooms.
Stephen Brooke ©2011
As poetry, nothing special at all, but I guess I said more or less what I was trying to say.
adventures in dysthymia
Friday, June 17, 2011
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