essence of ignorance

by andrew lovatt

If i were to say i knew
what movement brings
this all about
some confluence of stars
or the dreams of daywalkers
i would not honor
the mystery
and lose its magic too

respecting the unspoken
the nuance of silence
winks at us
conspiring us to a play
whose meaning lays
between the details
of our lives

wisdom is the way
of un-becoming these parts
the points in life we take
so serious in us
our attitude to the knots
defining our persona-hood
we embrace our fractured selves
and conjure the illusion
of someone

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