The Seeker’s Plight
It’s commendable to be a seeker;
in fact, one cannot give enough praise
for the courage it takes to look for
answers to life’s big questions— who
am I, and why? And does God exist?
And what about the self, is it real or an
ephemera? And life itself, is it meaningful
or absurd? Who can tell us but the seeker?
Life’s too complicated and demanding
for most people, and it takes all we have
just to make a decent living and raise
a proper family; but all the same, we all
wonder what this life is all about, and we
look to the seeker for answers. But who
are these seekers, these brave souls who
traverse the worlds of the mind in search
of the master key to the mystery? Who
are these intrepid seekers, if not the writers,
poets, and artists who dare to explore beyond
the ken of human thought for answers that
nourish our hungry soul. And when they
do share what they find, how discreet they
have to be with the bounty of their quest,
telling their truth slant for fear of upsetting
the proverbial cart. It really is commendable
to be a seeker, but when they do find what
they’re looking for, how valiant they have
No comments:
Post a Comment