Imponderables
When is the now becoming forever?
Where does the here touch the unreachable?
How can the known light the unfathomable?
Why do the answers create the enigma?
Who am I in the all?
Can a whim be created with true purpose?
Is truth ever more than a perspective?
This was an exercise I had to do on a night alone with a snowy cold world outside, struggling to find a grip on my sanity and purpose again. There are times when it helps to put some of my biggest struggles into words and then release my grip on them, and by doing so, return myself to the rock of my life-within-reach again.
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