Somewhere in the recesses of thought and feeling abides an emotion rare
One so distant as to be almost unnoticed except in that fleeting moment
When time and circumstance allow the soul to traverse beyond normal realms
In that time most unexpected it peers above the horizon of cognitive reason
To pummel conventional thought and make waste of preconceived notions
Leaving the soul bare and unprotected
How frightening this anomaly…this inexplicable wrinkle in the fabric of sanity
From where does it come? Why does it exist?
How do we categorize it into something comprehensible?
We do not. It is a part of us for which we have no understanding
Not even the dexterity of wisdom and knowledge working in rare harmony
Can begin to permeate the hidden meaning of this thing over which we have no control
An emotion. Indescribable. Uncontrollable. Incomprehensible.
If but for a moment we could understand it perhaps life would finally have meaning
And the great questions would find answers.
Until then we are but seekers, in constant enmity with the universe
Searching for that which we may never find
But for which we will never cease to search.
© Robert Humphrey 2006