"One thing alone is known and satisfies / All existential questions with a thump"
Our Own Reality
When what-if and then how what-if might be As effect of a cause no one can know Keep me awake I try to keep in mind The future we dread ahead as we go Becomes the past when we leave it behind
But if you need ask you need not ask me We each must find our own reality
The past goes fast the future comes too slow So no one notices the present now Slip out through a crack in the back nor how The longer we live the clearer we see That we are trapped within a tragedy Heroes and villains as fate will allow Protagonists of this dying dumbshow As agonists often in agony
When what-if and how what-if might be then Beyond the cause and its effect between When all has come and been and all has gone Dreams dreamed life lived love lost and found again When eyes must close to bear what they have seen Night shades itself in shadow from the dawn Our time will come though I cannot say when We come to go and so our life goes on
One thing alone is known and satisfies All existential questions with a thump I am not very good at prophecy But I can tell you everybody dies So rather than sit on the fence I jump
You want as much as I do to be free We each must find our own reality
Yes it is your own reality. One thought, though! Your poems are now and they bless a lot of people. The past is over. The future will come in time. Simply keep writing now. This is all we have.
God Bless,
Lew
Lance stay a while on that fence and look around, nothing be different on the other side, the other side is here, so you might as well endavour, and like Karla said, keep on writing, only in the depths of despair and the heights of Bliss do we find that, which we need to express, and this expression is touching and reaching for answers in a most profound way, thanks for the write, and Blessings!
Jasmin Horst
First Edition Translation of Teselas by Carmen Crespo X111 César Simón Poetry Prixe 2016 Translated from Spanish by Robin Ouzman Hislop and Amparo Arrospíde
(Self-published. Please contact author directly to order.)
Enter the pages of diaspora in quiet introspection. Bathe your thoughts with subtle humor; synchronize your spirit-sense with history-in-heat; fall headlong with eyes wide open into
This collection of poetry addresses the nature of time, reflections on the natural world, the difficulty of loss,
contemporary social issues and gratitude for life.
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Regis
God Bless,
Lew
Jasmin Horst
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :(