No One Knows

Creativity shines when life's a bore
Time to branch out, grow anew from the stalk
Don't deter from the scents through your nose
Work with all that life offers as stock
Set free your spirit that's wild as a boar,
Follow where it goes, no one ever knows!

 Do not struggle to be the one that knows,
If you knew everything, life is a bore.
No need to get as rough as a wild boar,
Return to your roots, be a unique stalk
Take all that surrounds you into your stock,
Be led by your senses, even by your nose.

When you are feeling tickled by your nose,
Embrace the unknown until your heart knows.
Be aware of all you possess in stock,
Never ignore yourself when life's a bore.
The core of your person is in your stalk,
Love all, even what appears as a boar.

The wildness in you is a valued boar,
Often guided by senses through the nose.
Many parts are attached to your main stalk,
Mind may not know, but the heart always knows.
When it's quiet and all appears a bore,
Appreciate everything in stock.

Take inventory to know your full stock,
Become aware instead of a wild boar.
There are times when life is a mindless bore,
Change it, be led by your heart, mind and nose.
Don't depend on someone who always knows,
Remember that you are a unique stalk.

Appreciate roots that fed your main stalk,
Without them, you wouldn't have a full stock.
Along the way, there were always don't-knows,
When you were left alone as a wild boar.
There were dirty times, but you kept your nose,
Life isn't determined as a dull bore.

Take care of your stalk, even as a boar,
Appreciate stock that's beyond your nose.
When life's a bore, remember: No One Knows!