Do I reach for understanding,
  or is knowing quite enough

Or deem then that important
  if the difference smooth or rough

Do I understand a mountain
  or the bear that lives within

Or just know that it belongs there
  and the mystery that it brings

Do I understand the ocean
  or the waves that break so high

Or just hear its thunder crashing
  and not need to wonder why

Do I understand what time is
  its symbols—what they mean

Or understand a life laid down
  in battles unforeseen

Do I understand a memory
  or just smile when’er it calls

Or understand tomorrow
  when today my life befalls

Do I understand the anger
  or just control it when it barks

Or understand the danger
  sometimes lurking in the dark

Do I understand the words I write
  when I’m shaken from my sleep

Or understand the excuses loaned
   —all reasons mine to keep

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)