WILL OF THE WISP : THE MYSTERY
You guessed it, didn’t you—that
I am drawn inside because
I feel the pull of the mysterious,
a curiosity about the edge of
the known, bordered by the
little-known and the unknown-
but-sensed as well as the unsuspected
and the impossible. How utterly deadly
life would be if there were no mystery—
everything cut and dried and shelved.
Do you know about the angler
fish and the flying monk,
or esp at the time of death?
And have you felt the insistent throb
of curiosity at certain quiet moments?
How is it that being in nature soothes,
the effect measurable by scientists?
The life of the invisible “mind” goes on,
experienced or not, or not yet.