Knowing

We know things that can help us and destroy us,

How we know is unknown,

The things we do know,

Were once the unknown,

But once the unknown is known,

Their secrets fade into their soul,

Free of being known,

The only thing that will forever be unknown,

Is the meaning of life and everything around it,

The more we know,

The more unknown things are born,

Their soul being the purest thing,

As the unknown things fade away,

Thier secerts will forever stay unknown.