Poetry About the Unknown

The unknown is the greatest landscape of all - a territory without maps or signposts. These poems explore the tension of uncertainty, the allure of the mystery, and the profound wisdom that comes from admitting we do not know what lies ahead.

It is the darkness that makes the stars visible, the silence that precedes the song. This collection honors those who walk into the mist with curiosity rather than fear, finding purpose in the quest itself.

Featured Poems

The Fog's Greeting

The arrival of a complete loss of visibility.

The world has dissolved into a sequence of whispers, the trees merely suggestions of things that used to be.

I have lost the horizon and the path beneath my feet, yet I am not falling; I am merely suspended.

To be lost is to be finally, completely here, without the distractions of where I am supposed to go.

- Elias Thorne

The Door in the Dark

Facing the mystery of what comes next.

We spend our lives trying to build windows out of theories and plans, desperate for a glimpse of the yard.

But the unknown is a door without a handle on our side, moving on its own hinges when the time is exactly right.

I am standing at the threshold, empty-handed and wide-eyed, waiting for the mystery to invite me in.

- Clara Holm

The Deep Reach

Searching for meaning in the unseen parts of life.

I am throwing my questions into the middle of the lake, listening for the splash that never seems to come.

Maybe the answers are not things you find, but things you become while you are waiting.

- Silas Vance

Classic Voices

The Road Not Taken (Excerpt)

by Robert Frost (1916)

A classic reflection on the uncertainty of choice and the unknown outcomes of our decisions.

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth;

The Tyger (Excerpt)

by William Blake (1794)

A poem exploring the awe-inspiring and terrifying mysteries of creation.

Tyger! Tyger! burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

Micro Verses

Mystery is the only modern beauty.

- Elias Thorne

We are most alive where the maps fade to white.

- Anonymous

The unknown is the only thing worth knowing.

- Julian Thorne

Do not fear the dark; it is where the miracles are made.

- Maren Grey

Deeper Explorations

The Future

The unwritten pages of our individual and collective stories.

The Unread Page

The ink is still wet in the pot of the stars. The story we're in is only just starting to reveal its scars.

- Elena Vance

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