What is the central passion
of a life?
To please mummy & daddy?
To find a home for their furniture?
To found a family of one's own,
possibly a dynasty?
To fill the world with more books
that have no readers
or books that have too many
& kill
too many trees?
What is the passion
that drives us
as the wind drives
a winged seed?
To reproduce ourselves,
then die?
To meet God once
if only in a dream?
To reach enlightenment
through pain
or pleasure?
Or perhaps just
to question
as I am doing now,
& to teach by questioning. . .
Yes- this is both passion
& power
enough.
The poem leads us to introspection through questions that are worth contemplating for understanding life and its purpose. Thanks for sharing a philosophical poem.
Hi Erica, a really good poem on the enigmas and intrigues of life. Beautifully phrased. Enjoyed reading. Congrats! Thank you for sharing.
Sometimes one has really to question and of course through questioning we also learn.thanks for the piece
A beautifully envisioned thought provoking poem trying to explain some facets of the riddle called life. Thanks for sharing,