Two Parts to Me

How wonderful to view the sky
and think about the reasons why
it soothes my soul with certainty
but confounds my brain with curiosity.

My brain is in search of too many whys
and all that it wants to know.
But my soul is content with none of the whys.
It doesn't need to know.

poem by Edwina Reizer
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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