sometimes i’m shocked
by the smallness of my world
at times something happens
that spotlights my ignorance
and i don’t worry
because knowing all
will never be
and knowing that
just reminds me
how what we know
is ever
in philosophical doubt
and what we know, we don’t know
is massive, multiple and manifold
and what we don’t know, that we don’t know
that unfathomable black hole
really can’t matter
leaving me in a state
of delirious mysterious wonder
accepting happily
that there is much to ponder
but there is no hurry
so what me worry