Let me tell you this

In pure simplicity.

I’m worried about some things,

That I can barely see.

For 40 years I’ve searched,

For everything I’ve learned,

And yet I could barely say,

More than simple words.

Because everyone has a secret,

I’m too tired to rediscover,

But when you need a secret,

You blow gods holy cover.

(or just remember you’re a sower)