Sometimes we can lose ourselves
in this midnight kingdom we dwell.
Out of the flesh and into the daylight dew
unexpected stops and turns can knock you right off.
We can get up and start again
but each time, we either lose a little or gain a little.
When do we ever stop learning?
They say once a man and twice a child
but I think for some of us the child still remains.
Until your invisible death,
then your tree that was rooted long ago,
withering away with lifeless leaves
springs up again because it’s spring time
and the waters fresh and flowing through you.
We see a lot of faces and we show a lot of faces,
we expect a lot of grace but it’s like a game of tug and war.
When you don’t know the ‘I AM’
and everyday it’s a different ‘I AM’
because we just never know because you don’t know who ‘I IS’.
We’re all trying to find meaning in a world full of questions and doubt
But are we to stop asking those questions?
Are we to keep our heads down and get on with this day-2-day?
Or do we stop and ask ourselves for a moment,
What is this?