I have an affinity for Socrates…that philosopher from long ago…
Who said, wisdom comes from knowing…there’s so much we do not know.
There is an upside to living a life where so many times you have no clue…
For every day holds new mysteries…and many things seem new.
I do not know the names of clouds as they float across the sky…
So each cloud seems as beautiful as the next one drifting by.
I do not know the names of all the birds…who soar upon the breeze
So each bird seems as beautiful as the next one in the trees.
I do not know one bird’s singing from the next bird I happen to hear…
So each bird song is as beautiful as the last to my ears.
I do not know the names of all the flowers…I’ve never found the need…
So I am free to find the beauty in ever flower…every weed.
Yes, everyday I feel lucky to walk the world with innocent eyes
where every new path is an adventure…every new day…a surprise.
And as I walk amidst the beauty and watch nature put on her show…
I thank the universe…and Socrates…for all the things I do not know.
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