poems

Knowing

 

I am trying to learn (become aware of) what I already know but am not conscious of knowing.

Many treasures of understanding lie buried in the mind awaiting the light of comprehension to illuminate them.

Through reading, listening, watching, we dredge up, bit by bit, missing portions of life’s mosaic of experience and understanding.

Though far from complete at any time, we can always add to our storehouse of knowledge.

If we keep our tinder of expectation and interest dry and ready, every spark of information will touch off the fire of inquiry to increase the flame of the quest for meaning.

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