Life
Life, what are you?
Why are we here with you?
You are a gift we are given.
You are a curse into the heart of our being.
Pain, why do you give us this pain?
Why the pain into the center of our soul?
The life we have is full of this pain.
Why do we have to live this life with this pain?
Joy, why do you only give us so little of this joy?
Why is the joy so short, but so sweet?
How to we balance the joy to the pain?
Why does the joy fade so quickly?
Balance, the thing we seek most of all.
Why is it so hard to balance the pain to the joy?
Is it because the joy is so much greater, and we feel its loss so much more?
Is it because we can not know the joy without the pain?
Death, the end of it all?
There are times when it seems that Death is the only way to end the pain?
Alas if we take Death, then we also have no more joy in this life.
Yet with Death there is no more pain.
Death, I know you, and I hate you and I love you.
I am but a lost soul.
I came into this world, this life with nothing.
I will leave the world, this life with nothing.
Is that why this life is a balance between Pain, Joy, Life, and Death?
Is there a purpose to all of this?
Why are we here?
Why is there life?
Why is there Death?
Why is there Joy?
Why is there Pain?
These are the questions of this life.
We do not get the answers within it.
We live this life to try to find these answers.
Maybe when we find them, is when we are done?
I am not ready to be done.
Are you ready to know?
Are you ready to be done?
B. Thompson
May 2013