All I Know Is I Know Nothing Poem by Sandra Feldman
All I Know Is I Know Nothing
Where does it come from
And where is it going?
Life is the Main Mystery
Of this planet,
That keeps our minds flowing.
Wanting answers,
Which are never conclusive,
As the winds of uncertainty
Blow, elusive.
Life without questions equates to just existence, I love questions in poetry, I think it dresses thought so well, always enjoy your poems Sandra
Who knows? I cannot imagine being able to discern, let alone proselytize. And so; I don't let it consume. Oh, I can answer questions well, but not without certainty. Be happy now seems reasonable.
You are very right. Life is the greatest mystery in this planet. This is time to think on this. Mind is flowing and we are continuously asking self this mysterious question to reveal truth. God's creation is wonderful and we are wandering very much in mind. To know illusion's existence in Earth is difficult. An Amazing poem is beautifully penned...10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 10:39:14 AM # 1.0.0.1119
This poem sums it all up in a neat package.