Our Part Is Not Knowing

(…)and what the soul is, also

I believe I will never quite know.
Though I play at the edges of knowing,
truly I know
our part is not knowing,

but looking, and touching, and loving,
which is the way I walked on,
softly,
through the pale-pink morning light.

-from Bone, by Mary Oliver

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"There is all this untouched beauty, the light, the dark, both running through me." -Over The Rhine
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