Answers float,
never heard, never seen.
Outside the boat
where no man has been.
They wait for a question
to hook them aboard.
Unless asked with intention,
they will always be ignored.
So begin the quest
of childlike curiosity.
The truth will impress,
giving new luminosity.
Jul 25, 2018
Jul 25, 2018 at 1:52 AM UTC
Answers float,
never heard, never seen.
Outside the boat
where no man has been.
They wait for a question
to hook them aboard.
Unless asked with intention,
they will always be ignored.
So begin the quest
of childlike curiosity.
The truth will impress,
giving new luminosity.
Written 25 July 2018
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