john hardesty

Rookie - 217 Points (Bardstown, Kentucky)

The Vigilant Enigma - Poem by john hardesty

The riddle of life, a constant game,
We live and breathe, only to die in vain,
Theosophy sports an interesting view,
A Heaven, A Hell, separated by two,
The devil, for whom sorrows and sufferings expel,
And, God, for whom happiness and serenity dwell;
Life is one giant big clock,
Wound tight from the starters block,
The spring of man's sap runneth over,
Autumn of man's fate, a mound dressed in clover,
Our lives spin through God's zoetrope,
Forever sphered in this growing heliotrope,
Like common ants, we're all victimized,
Stomped upon, a forgotten demise,
Faith endows, encloses this mystery
Brings no proof, no answer, only enriched history.

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Topic(s) of this poem: epitaph

Form: Epitaph

Poet's Notes about The Poem

Theosophy through a paradox!

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Poem Submitted: Friday, July 5, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, May 9, 2016

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