If I only knew
Instead of only guess
The thing might still be wretched
It might still be a mess
But when you really know
Instead of only question
The path grows underneath your foot
One rock to the next one
Gaseous, empty vapor
Tossing to and fro
Instead, I’d like a place to stand
No more guessing, now you know
You cannot climb a mountain
If you can’t make a step
You can’t stop remembering
And begin then to forget
There are no answers to be found
In an achy, empty heart
You can’t begin to finish
What you can’t begin to start
Why then do we most lack
What we most need to know
I’m Eve after an apple
How did that story go
© my little epiphanies Kerry Campbell 2016 all rights reserved
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