I prefer
Mystery
Envelopes me
In this shroud
Of anonymity
I allow
The self is free
To explore
Deepest edge
Furthest field
Darkest path
So I may
Emerge again
Into light
Lit within
In this shroud
Of anonymity
I allow
The self is free
To explore
Deepest edge
Furthest field
Darkest path
So I may
Emerge again
Into light
Lit within
Glorious hours
Connect me
To all
In grace
Seen and unseen
Known
And unknowable
Mystery
And divinity
All that ever was
All that will be
All that is
Becomes
One
When the All
Which is everything
Becomes the One
Which is nothingness
I seek the moments
When paradox
Becomes awareness
Then am I filled
With the insight of mystery
The light of darkness
Then being becomes non-being
Each a mystery
Each a surprise
Some a shock
Some a delight
In your presence
I deliver myself
To your mysteries
All there is
Is me
And nature
Exquisite beauty
But I prefer the mystery
Reminds me
Of Saturday morning
After a long week of long days
Still, there remain aspects unseen
Valleys undiscovered
Some never to be revealed
Layers of mystery
Peeled away
By time
Politics
And Money