Whether the road is straight or narrow; at times
The slope is steep, and breathless, I pause: existence, this moment now;
But life goes on anyway.
My existence is confined to this moment now;
Imagination could not, boundless though it seemed
Make walls tumble down or frontiers to crumble.
I wait. I wait for life’s answers. But how many questions
Come to mind? Who can say?
Is there a tomorrow after today?
In instants of doubt, hesitation and haste
And not knowing right and wrong
And the ease of tranquil mind;
I wanted to leave this existence far behind.
Ah, but then I paused and let life take me by the hand.
I, who so often wanted to understand.