Tuesday, October 29, 2013


What a question!
Why one feels what one feels?
Why is there  curiosity, longing, desire?
Why do thoughts and fantasies run free, uncontrolled?

Why one stands on firm land, looks down the abyss and takes a leap?
Why one doesn't?
Why one just turns around, walks away, never looking back?
Except, perhaps, when no one is looking,
When all are asleep.

Why one walks in circles,
Always coming back to that same point?
Why one gives all up ,
Remains inert,

What a question!
Answer me or I'll devour you!
And devoured many were.
Never truly knowing,
Never really understanding why.

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