If life is written on
a page
talked about by some great
sage
where is wonder yet undone
if turning page loses
its fun?
Living life round
every corner
with mysteries that
seal our fate
should the page
already written
give us the answers
that we hate.
Where is the joy of
great discovery?
When knowing all may
come too late
is our living an old movie
Edited for glories
sake?
Avoiding chaos seems
the strongest
but our story yet to
read
can give us the
mystery searched for
and see to it the
treasure freed.
What is it like to be
in heaven?
That question has no
answer known
for none of us have
traveled to God
and returned to tell
all those now born.
Does this question
keep us going?
does it keep us from
our home?
If there's no limit
to our knowledge
How does a
question become the poem?
Everything we live
and breathe for
has a price to
see them done
whether it be loving
greatly
or seeing children
having fun.
Whatever prayer we
ask the spirits
has answer known
before it's said
why do we
ask those questions wondered
That slowly fills our
hearts with dread?
Is it because we hope
for freedom
from the fear's now
in our head
or do the questions
asked and prayed for
have answers that
will have us led.
Many are told by
suited priests
that praying will
help all cope
but they are men just
like the rest
do they pray when
there's no hope?
Or do they see some
secret answer
that is not privy to
the rest
and if that's so then
why are we not
all the priest and
thus so blessed?
Is it known deep in
our souls
That all the questions
asked by some
are close enough for
us to borrow
all we've saved for
when we're done.
There are many
questions
asked and dreamt of
and many more that
stay unsaid
and of those
questions we each have chosen
which of them stays
In our head?
But answers are a
different story
for our mind directs
their cause
and it chooses what
we care for
and carry on not
giving pause.
And when the answers
and the questions
meet at some point
meant to solve
the great mystery has
a window
often offered with
great resolve.
Hopefully the fun continues
In real life
adventure ends
and we must look upon
a mirror
to see where it is
we've been.
Once we know the road
well-traveled
then we know which
way to turn
at that point we meet
our standard
and one more
question's answer known.
when all the questions
have their answers
and our life has come
to end
maybe then we take
those answers
and show our souls
are on the mend.
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