What I Am

What am I?
A teacher of truth.
Words often fail me, or
Fly out of me, or
Simply aren't
Needed.
So I muddle through
Each moment,
Sometimes brilliantly
A shooting star.
Sometimes awkwardly
A duck on land.
But muddling is my way.
I can teach only what I think
I know, living it, letting it live me.
Really, I know nothing:
Not what a thing is or is for,
Not you, not me.
This has been a rich lesson,
And I teach it daily.

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