Poem · January 1, 2014
What's Been Doing?
Starting out in life, I moved from the usual concerns and interests.
Instead - What is the true nature of things? How much can we know it? Does God exist? Is there anything that can really be trusted? What am I? Why all the excruciating suffering? ...
That didn't fit into polite conversation, nor was it often welcome - a bit of, "What the hell is he doing?"
Now old, I'm at ease, strangely fulfilled. And in the midst of the world around us, it occurs to me, "What the hell were they doing?"