[I wrote this poem in response to Robert Frost's 'A Question']
Who decides o’er life and death?
And who will tend to our woes?
It is flesh and blood and gasping breath.
Do I believe in God? God knows.
Copyright © SC
04th April 2009
Mumbai
Still I find a question in this answer. That's the beauty of this poem. Its a question of life time Existence... one has to find a meaning for it One has to find the reason for it. Rest, the question itself, yeilds the answer. Thoughts thoroughly provoked. May have to do some more reasoning. Thank you.
It's more like a question...the 'gasping' breath has been beautifully interposed...that gives the answer...good poem bit...10
in as much as there is life on earth, death also is a reality so as to accomadate new ones in the pipe line. as regards timing and cause, ur karma balace will decide the same.u have to believe this untill u bring in another convincing theory.nice.posted 10 surya
Many questions remain unanswered in our lifetime and often no question has any particular answer. That's the mystery of life!
Subroto, your poem suggests that you are an agnostic! Our lives may be to a certain extent pre-destined, but like all good sportsmen we need to put up a good fight to the finish, with all our flesh and blood...
A succint and clear answer to the ulimate vexing question - -and thought provoking for any searcher.........10plus from Fay.
I can only say what I feel and I feel there is no God. Does that make me a villain? That's what I must know.
I agree with you, sir. We can utter a thousand words but only God knows what's inside our heart and soul. Very inspiring and well-penned! :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Your answer resonates. God does indeed know. Very thought provoking. And also very revealing. Kind regards, Sandra