NEMEROV 2014 #7
When we become aware that we’re aware,
We cannot help but wonder further: Why?
What is this strange self-consciousness we share
With others of our kind and can’t deny?
As Homo sapiens sapiens we know
We know, but deeper mysteries abound,
Strange places where our consciousness can’t go
And all our inquisitions still confound.
In time, however, we may realize
A new dimension of intelligence,
And more than just perceptive, we’ll grow wise:
Perennial enigmas will make sense.
But few so far have fathomed such a sight
And seen the Cosmos clear in such a light.