The Question

by JaM   Feb 9, 2016


We often wonder and question,
the meaning of life.
Focusing our attention,
on a three letter word.

The flaw in our nature;
endlessly analyzing.
With a need to understand,
and be reassured.

A vast ocean of opinions,
each an interpretation.
Never truly certain,
of what remains unknown.

Blinded with ungratefulness,
out gifts' wasted; unnoticed.
Failing to recognize,
the kindness shown.

The sun on this warm day,
shed's light to a new dawn.
Embracing this found focus,
not on why, but W.H.Y.

Wisdom, Humour, Youth.
To live each day wisely,
as eagerly as a child,
laughing until you cry.

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  • 7 years ago

    by Em

    An enjoyable read and a good insight as to what 'why' really means in life.. We could all live by this.

    I love your last stanza. Not to be a child again but to live like a child, young and care free as we never know when life will be over.

    Em

  • 8 years ago

    by Poet on the Piano

    Love your voice in this! And what "why" stands for here. Inspiring poem to live each day learning and making the most of it. You never know when it will be the last day.

    • 7 years ago

      by JaM

      I absolutely agree! I am thrilled that you enjoy it :)