Ruminations

An amazing thought A seemingly made up dream, The daily occurence of life and death - Just one more passing, perhaps a bit depressing, Routine, worldly scene; A human is born As another one does die, One side of earth shines in light The other covered by a total dark sky. - The child may one day Ask, 'why am I alive, while so many countless others are now dead? ' - What, if any, wisdom Could ever come from mere words To him said? For what does anyone know (truly know) More than a helpless Babe In holy mothers arms; The one and only place Here and now, in time and space Completely safe from lifes cruel harms. We stand at the edge of a great dock, In a fog so deep, and so thick, We can see nowhere; Yet, for reason unsuspected, intently into it We still stare. Seeking for guidance... From something unseen... Standing there Right beside us. What in all of these fumbled, whimsy words Am I trying to say, even to find? Is there at least one moment of true meaning With which it all does bind? - If any reason can, or does exist, It must be of something such as this: More than anything, anywhere, or anyone What the ache is forever bound to desire Is Love. The kind that reaches far beyond Every mountain top, Goes deeper than The furthest ocean floor, And stretches endlessly beyond Where stars and galaxies soar; Love that is totally unconditional, Uncompromised, and unfragile _ It cannot be broken It does not keep score, Pure, not earned Undemanding, and never disappointed. Brighter, warmer than the sun The true kind that can never Be undone. Can such a Love as this be found? Does such truly exist? Is it all even possible In a world so desperate, such a mess? Only through rhymes And continuing times Shall the answer come for us. We all poets would be If only our souls eyes were opened For life's great Beauty to see. Humanity may be taken out of Paradise, But no one can ever take The desire for Paradise out of humanity. It is in All of this, and all of us, And so much more, More than any can comprehend, More and more without end. This is the start and finish of all pure desire, The heat and light of God's holy fire.