No Man Knows Poem by Patti Masterman

I'm a garden, a temple;
I ring my own bell
I'm aurora of the morning
And know no dark hells

I'm the call of the wild
The sum of all fears
The laughter of yesterday
Unshed future tears

I'm a voiceless spirit
In the labyrinth of time
I'm all sin and all merit
God's earthly mime

I'm a myth and a rumor,
Left afloat on the ocean
Half valor, half guilt
With unruly devotion

I'm a ghostly encounter
And a forgotten spell
Three fourths water, and matches-
And what else, none can tell.