All is not lost
Though heart and thought are tossed
About in something we don't know;
And just where to go
And it is so easy to see the world as mean.
The reason all is not lost, is there is still
What we don't know; and what we don't know will
Perhaps be friendlier than we see.
A girl said, What I don't know is me,
For I can hardly say
I know myself in an adequate way.
Hurrah! then, for this girl and what we don't know.
It is better that we go to and fro
Than act as if ourselves were a known sum.
That has made, will make us glum.
Bravo! then, for our ignorance.
It is of such consequence.
Once we see ignorance as ignorance,
This can be part of a pleasing sequence:
We begin with a proud statement of what we don't know,
We see a greater friend in what we know.
From The Right of Aesthetic Realism to Be Known #319
(Aesthetic Realism Foundation)
© 1973, 1979 by Eli Siegel