Omniscience

I wish I could be omniscient.

Someone who knows it all,

How the world was created?

How to handle a fall?

I wish I could be omniscient.

I would know who to trust,

And take decisions that I must.

I have heard omniscience means all knowing,

A harbinger of fate.

Hear me out, I call to you.

Take me up on my request.

But then I stall for a moment and think my wish through,

If I knew all that would happen then there would be nothing that is new.

What fun would that be, to a reader like me?

Who turns every page waiting for the twist to reveal.

I stopped at the thought and considered my wish again.

If I knew everything, where would the mystery remain?

But there was more to life then just knowing it all,

It is discovering the world in a new light looking through your perspective wall.

To some the world is dreary, a lonely lifeless place.

To some it's filled with colors and a place to find escape.

So I take back my request, I do not wish for omniscience.

I choose now to embrace the world's vast mystery,

To savor the moments, the spontaneity, the history.

I choose the joy of learning, the thrill of the quest,

For it’s not knowing it all that makes life the best.