How do you handle the great big unknown?
Do you cower in fear? Scream and moan?
Perhaps anger takes hold that you can't understand
Maybe you hunker down and come up with a plan
Fear is a path that comes up for plenty
The results of this fear are varied and many
What if instead we reacted with truth
Truth in ourselves and out ability to adjust
To accept and to grow in both light and in dark
Our senses can only adjust when our eyes open stark
The unknown is there around every atom
No matter how much we learn we cannot all fathom
The depth and complexity of this consciousness
But we can all feel what it is to exist
So when the unknown does read its shapeless great head
Don't get mad, or get scarred, or run off to bed
Embrace it instead and take fear to tea
"Hello, I'm the unknown, perhaps you have heard of me"
Say yes and accept
Oh great unknown, I'm glad we have met
I love poetry.