The Major Mysteries Poem by Daniel Duff

Gentle air, passing through the thin but growing masses
It makes me think of the rare line on the infinite plain
Despite its shape, however
I still enjoy it
So many people cannot see
It often surprises me
Because the dark waters
Aren't so dark at the bottom

This is not the only way they cannot see
Look at the simple life
The traditional way
It is so peaceful and easy
But the ignorance is massive
Pure ignorance
So grand it could be a sin
Depending on how it is used

Look up at the sky
Isn't it wonderfully blue?
Look past the sky
Isn't it frighteningly black?
Look past the darkness
And you can see the three great voids
Only two of which we know
The third is still a mystery

So here I leave you standing
With no understanding
No intent to understand
And although I understand
This
You
Everything
I still cannot understand