You Don't Know a Thing

YOU DON’T KNOW A THING
Just like me, or our next-door neighbor -
You don't know lots of things … not more.
Like what's inside any body's mind,
Whether replete with thoughts: bad or kind?
Or when the next rain will fall, or a flurry of snow;
Or how hot the sun will wax for that ice to thaw.
What tomorrow has for us in store -
Pain, joy, peace, rest or some kind of chore?
Why as we hope for things to come our way
Many types of scenarios develop each day.
You don't know why the earth -as heavy as it is -
Hangs with the stars, and all of the heavenlies.
Why in its circling around the sun it is so constant
Never missing a beat, not a second, not an instant.
You don't know why as we plant a tiny seed,
It grows to a plant with harvest for many souls to feed.
You don't know why Nature brings rain or thunder,
Then suddenly sunshine, and rainbow at yonder.
Why that vivid arc shows its color, its message of hope,
In radiance with which our toils, our pain to cope.
You don't know why in His long-suffering we gain,
As the Almighty forbears our sins and failures with pain.
Only to show us grace, love, mercy ...forgiveness
Removing our guilt, our sins, and their ugliness.
Yes you do not know myriads of things
Neither do I, nor those Princes or Kings.
But this we know: you and I, and they-
The more we seek, the more we say,
We do not know a thing, many a thing.
As such wisdom's fit only for Almighty King.
Elmer L. DeLeon July 16, 2008