Knowledge

It is easy to know what I do know

But what about all that I do not know?

When I was 21, I thought I knew everything

At 66, I realize I know almost nothing

My knowledge, compared to all that is known in the world

Is perhaps akin to a single leaf in an F-5 tornado

Yet somehow I have survived

I often wonder which is better,

To think I know everything,

Or to realize I know so little

I offer scant advice these days

Because I know what I do not know

When I thought I knew everything

I offered solutions to every problem

Few, if any, listened then

Less I fear, would or should listen now

We, all of us share a world,

But all of us live in a different world