Unknowing:

A internalization of love

My lips are ignorant of the alphabet I learned in school.

As far as unknowing is concerned,

I don’t even know how my body moves it’s solid stuff from room to room.

And I unknow you.

Yet thoughts of an angel emerge from the landscape of my mind

As easily as the trees spring up outside

Your intellect riding high,
A moving moon across my inner sky.

That illuminates the unknowing wisdom of the eyes.

That sees without knowing how,

And does not question why.