How elusive
Knowledge is.
We think
We see it
And understand,
But then it
Shifts and
Bends mysteriously,
Like a road
In the mist
Of a winter’s morning .

When we look ahead
And see it,
Confident in our
Discovery,
It disappears again
And leaves us
Thinking whether
We’ve really seen
Anything at all.

 

Draft 29/4/2016