A nun in a hood, <br />A jack in the pulpit, <br />An orchid. <br /> <br />I've seen thousands of you <br />Yet when I try to picture you <br />-a slit, a trench, a pear, <br />a hot-crossed bun- <br />I can't quite see you <br />at the apex <br />of your arch, <br />in the bow <br />of your boat. <br /> <br />Mysterious, sacred, <br />involuted, labyrinthine, <br />a cave, a cavern, <br />a well <br />of darkness <br />redolent of <br />fertile, moist, soil. <br /> <br />A promise <br />of desire <br />gratified, <br />of futures <br />fulfilled <br />and solitudes <br />escaped. <br /> <br />You haunt me <br />daily, hourly, <br />minutely, secondly, <br />firstly. <br /> <br />Though I might see you <br />you are invisible. <br /> <br />Though I might feel you <br />you are untouchable. <br /> <br />Though I might learn you <br />you are unknowable.<br /><br />Percy Dovetonsils<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/riddle-23/
