A Humble Bow to the Unknowable
More than this I will not ask,
faced with mysteries dark and vast.
— Robert Hunter
This line feels like a simple, humble bow to the Unknowable. It’s saying, I don’t need to wrestle with every mystery to find my place in it. There’s wild wisdom here—a sense that some things are too vast, too dark, too tangled, and far-reaching for the human mind to unwind. And so, maybe part of being human is learning to be okay with that—letting certain things simply remain a Grande Mystery. Not needing answers to everything in order to control outcomes, but allowing the weight of Mystery to ground us, root us, to remind us of our allegiance to something far larger, far older, far richer, and more real than we’ll ever be able to box-in, label, define, and control.