I relish knowing I have been deceived,
The opportunity to pick up new
Discordant knowledge, framing what is true
And overturning paradigms that I’ve believed.
A state of wonder, poised on narrow blade
Is pregnant with new possibilities,
The chance to see new forests from old trees
While shedding past misjudgments I have made.
Two kindred spirits are the scientist
And mystic, both embracing “I don’t know.”
The spirit of inquiry serves for both
To press the mystery that “I exist”.
It’s not profane to dissect the rainbow—
It cultivates both mind and spirit’s growth.
— JJM, from the Poetry of Oneness