Grant me my ignorance.
Don’t encroach on this spinning enigma
with false facts
&
didactic diatribes.
The part I was written was one
naïf & wary.
Let me embrace the grandiosity
of mystery.
Let me stare dumbstruck at
the weight of all
I do not know.
Let me revel in subtle discovery,
leaving findings grand & mythical
to others.
And should I unearth a shard–
a dull and fractured fragment
of truth.
Don’t feel it’s weight puny
&
shuck it into the desert
of the known.
Let me treasure it as a monument,
if simple & unadorned.
