Wednesday, August 6, 2014

     I don’t know how I came to consciousness
     With this capacity to apprehend
     Both world and mind, and even to address
     The wonderment to which I now attend.

     In some mysterious way I’ve come to think
     And know I think, with a capacity
     For self-reflection looking for a link
     Connecting me to cosmic mystery:

     The Source of consciousness behind a screen
     I’ve yet to penetrate but sometimes sense,
     An intimation of what’s yet unseen,
     A mind that’s unimaginably immense.

          I know enough to know I do not know,
          Yet hope in time my consciousness will grow.