The most difficult thing I have ever tried to understand is the unknown.
I have tried to capture it. Put it in a jar and poke tiny holes so that it could not get out.
Somehow it always escapes me.
It is in the roar of a funnel wind that sweeps away towns.
It is in the wave of water the engulfs all around.
It is in the absence of light when darkness falls.
It is in the quiet when life comes to a halt.
It is out of my reach. Above. Beneath. Beyond me.
It is what I cannot control.
I have to let go.