Not Knowing

A Poem By Raine // 7/27/2014

it is
not knowing
that sinks into the bones
of living creatures
and holds them captive

and those undefinable
longings in the heart
that turn eyes
to far away mountains

it is the
face of an imaginary
future that clings
to the lashes of
the sleeping

and the vague
desires that settle
in the shoes of
the fearful

it is
wandering
that brings the
wondering back to
this precipice

and the yearning
for adventure
will never leave
the threads of life

and yet

it is
not knowing
that sinks into the bones
of living creatures
and holds them captive

Comments

This is beautiful. All of

This is beautiful. All of your poetry is so thought provoking and musical.

Erin | Sun, 07/27/2014

"You were not meant to fit into a shallow box built by someone else." -J. Raymond

Oh!

I think I'll have to echo Erin on this one; it's so musical and lovely!

Maddi | Tue, 07/29/2014

Goodbye? Oh no, please. Can’t we just go back to page one and start all over again?” – Winnie The Pooh

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