What lies within, I do not know.
But I cannot bear the thought of finding out.
I cannot bring myself to tear it open.
If I did I would be robbing it of its true purpose.
To lose one’s purpose is an awful thing.
So there it lies on my desk.
Day after day, I admire it in its sealed nature.
I sense it is fulfilled.
What lies within, I do not know, nor will I ever.