Mystery

To Gordon… forever.

Mystery: /ˈmɪst(ə)ri/. A religious truth known by revelation alone. (Merriam Webster dictionary) 

Here I stand, 

Between the two eternities,
Of past and future tense
In a spec of time
Sublime
What to do with this life of mine?
Like an hourglass;
I wonder how much sand is left?
Bereft
I breathe my soul away
To the afterlife
Wherein my deeds await
Their fate

I fear a bitter harvest
So I stay awake at night
Planting seeds of every kind
Am I behind?

What is the purpose of our lives?

Think
Is it to gather all the toys?
And he who has the most ones wins?
Or is it to build a house of cards,
Then see it scattered by the winds?
Whims

So here I stand,

Wondering,
Pondering,
Questioning,
Looking to my origins
In search of my destination
Who am I?
What am I?
And who is it that I shall be?
Mystery…

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