Poem Inspired By the Style of Emily Dickinson

In the end — 

What we hold dear —

Is our knowledge.

It is our knowledge —

That defines — 

our world. 

Our world can be defined —

By what we know —

Of raindrops and sunlight.

And yet there is still —

The things we don’t know —

We know that we don’t know calculus and dark matter.

But what if there was more–

The things that we don’t know we are missing–

What is beyond our realm of knowledge.



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