LIFE'S QUESTIONS……

Satisfied? I shall never be until I find tranquillity,
Before I know what must be done and finish all that I've begun,
Save that the knot unravels here inside a heart that's strung with fear
And all the way ahead is clear
 

Gratified? I shall not aspire to walk upon Delight's high wire.
I know too well the fall is far, of melted wax and wings that char
But yet must I aspire to some, a certain fear to overcome
And not to apathy succumb
 

Complacent? I shall not be so unless there's nothing left to know.
Nor shall I step from star to star, or hold my heartbeat in a jar,
Or listen to the colour red until these weary bones are dead
And all the scrolls, unfurled, are read
 

Indifferent? How I scorn the word that from my tongue was never heard
Curse all of those who use some robe to save from trouble, strife or probe
Damned are they who seek no reply to questions unseen by a mortal eye
Indifference merely begets the lie
 

Contented? Who may ever say that morning broke to such a day
When we shall find such sweet illusion here amidst our life's confusion?
Doubt rules the Earth, and makes the man and so it's been since time began
Was ever there a Master Plan?
 

Demented? Yes I dare say true, a cynicism taints my view
I'd write of optimism though were I not wary of the blow
That falls from axes yet unswung to split the skull and still the lung
And silence carols all unsung
 

Lamented? Will I ever be? The question at the heart of me
And when I walk this earth no more but enter through the reaper's door
I fear the world will be unkind. For what have I to leave behind
Except these thoughts from troubled mind?
 

Inspiring? Oh that I could be; I wish to leave such legacy
If that could be, my spirit would soar, bequeathing the world a little more
Than unfulfilling motherhood or bags of bones in coffin wood
And words too oft misunderstood
 

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