Probably Knot

When something is less likely, there lies spectacle.

When there’s a wave of hype, I just lean skeptical.

Then, when you look for certainty, that’s just the face.

The calm surface you consider’s not the place.

I can’t say the rivers shouldn’t flow.

The world is full of mystery, I know.

I believe that eccentricity is grand.

But, it’s improbable, I say- not out of hand.

I can’t say a zephyr shouldn’t blow.

I shouldn’t shout that to the breeze, I know.

I say the wind will not completely stall.

That would be improbable. That’s all.

I can’t say the sun would vacate from its vault,

and all the photosynthesis would halt.

The result of that would be just horrible.

In fact, I say it’s fair improbable.

I wouldn’t say there are no absolutes,

or differ with the aim of being cute.

I’m not trying to be a pest at all.

I’m just saying it’s improbable. That’s all.