There are endless things that I do not know There are endless things that may or may not be with the little power I have all I can do is relish myself in the things of beauty that are unmistakably real and give me joy they are undying proof that goodness exists and is meant to be even when I am confronted with days when the gloomy haze prevents me from seeing the sky.
The thing of beauty that inspired me to write this poem: Morrissey's voice singing I Know It's Gonna Happen Someday