So many questions we hold within,
with no obvious answers in sight,
and the pale disconcerting of life’s secrets,
like a fine mist just dissipates,
as the morning sun rises.
‘Why’ we ask in plea of resolution,
some definitive answer to life’s being,
and we are stilled in silent response,
the world just continues turning,
and our enigmas remain.
So we fixate on purpose,
giving meaning to the flow of days,
the love that we find within us,
and the learning of harsh lessons in play,
just pose more questions.
As we formulate faith in various paradigms,
stretches to placate our need to know,
we find some comfort, some relief,
from the burden of existence in flow,
but what of proof?
How sound is our faith,
blind beliefs to help us cope,
but those beliefs on founded faith
plead answers too, and we are still in flux,
holding questions that plague our very dreams.
Life perhaps requires not this resolve,
its essence far from question,
and we in curiosity, try to evaluate each moment,
yet by doing so create contention,
when acceptance is all that’s needed.
Life is, it exists as we,
and trying to know all its secrets
perhaps more than we can see,
and so in learning and discovery we travail,
trying not to know but accept life’s intention.
We are creations of the divine,
an omniscient mind of purpose,
and we should know life as we learn
and see its realities, knowing only
that we belong,
and in acceptance find the divine within.
Tony DeLorger © 2018