The Unknown

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Slyly, quietly, it lurks about,
Each corner, twist and turn,
Sowing out its seeds of doubt,
It takes respect unearned.

Revere is given far too great
To such an open beast;
Its not something for you to hate
Nor cherish not the least.

Imagine what the world would be
Without the great unknown;
A monotonous never-ending sea
That’d bore you to the bone.

Embrace this treasure, cast aside
The doubt taught to you young,
And know that hiding out of site
Are days filled full of fun.

The unknown, it adds the spice
To our daily lives.
Therefore, be it best enticed
And loved as if a prize.

Rodney Alan Crater
Copyright ©2007 Rodney Alan Crater