And Then I Pass Poem by RIC BASTASA

when i was a professor of
relevant thoughts, of the old pillars,
i grade you with your ability to
give the answers,

and then i quit

and then i enter a new world
another university of a kind

where i am my own student and i
grade myself with my
ability to ask the hardest
questions of my life,

if there is an answer, i fail
myself, and
always there are answers that
keep coming and
i am at a loss,

i am not quitting,

i will wait for the kindness of
my best teacher,

the Most patient Time

i am confident, there will be
one moment when the toughest
question comes,

and there will be no answer
and then i shall

pass.