Knowing

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As we stand naked in vast, starlit skies,
Pondering deeply the who, what, and whys,
Glimpsing the greatness which heavens impart,
Knowing how small we play as a part.
A question unanswered remains absolute,
Where’d it all come from, what is the truth?

For those who’ve been taken by uplifting light,
But came back to living, time not being right,
A knowing stays with us of much more to be,
Patiently waiting, we know we will see,
Existence’s answer unveiled crystal clear,
With nothing hidden and nothing to fear.

by Rodney A. Crater
Copyright 2008 Rodney Crater