“It is looking at things for a long time that ripens you and gives you a deeper meaning.”
— Vincent Van Gogh
There are those indwelling questions,
the ones that nudge us at night,
keep us from falling asleep;
those unknowns that haunt us,
fascinate us, worry us —
the questions that are asked
repeatedly, incessantly, a drumming
of what-ifs; but we have no full
answers, and our deliberations
on deep matters only provoke
more mystery. But these puzzles
to our existence, these whys
to the most significant obscurities,
are worth the wrestling. We grapple
with the essence of our being,
our place in all creation,
the meaning of all the matter
that reverberates into yesterday and
rumbles into our rising tomorrows —
our ruminating brings comprehension.
He gave us a mind that seeks to know
the beauty in the tension of joy
and anguish that we now see
through darkened glass, imperfectly,
but one day, face to face,
clearly, no whys
left.
C.L. Fisher, April 2020
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Poetic Meanderings 