Unknown

The mind is a mystery A labyrinth of thought A place of great discovery And yet, so much is still unsought We know so little of its depths Its secrets and its ways We're only just beginning to explore The vastness of its maze But in the unknown lies the wonder The magic and the awe For what could be more fascinating Than the mysteries that we saw? Or was it what we saw? Maybe an illusion at best Put down your scalpels and put down your tests For the only great answer, is in the words that rest.