I Know You're Here

I know You’re here, so why do I look there?

I know You have all of the Answers, then why do I try to go it alone?

I know You will always reply, so why don’t I ask?

Too often I look to the magician of illusions

who extols in glee when I take that wrong turn.

Drat!

I know I should know.

I know because You know.

And because we are One.

I know.

Photo by Barb Adams (c)