Endless Dark

Endless Dark
by Gabe Redel


The Earth is much like space.
It can be searched
for an entire lifetime
and the person searching it
may never find what he wants.

Many tools are used for searching.
Some tools put you a long distance away
from where you stand
so you can see what is there, in the distance,
as if you were standing closer to it.

Often what we see is not enough.

I see eyes drifting
far off in disappointment
and heads shaking from side to side
in frustration.

Once we decide that we cannot get what we want
from searching for things far away
we typically pick up a new tool or a new method
that lets us dissect and pull apart
and examine every small detail
of what we would like to have
but have not been able to get.

We believe that if we use
this new approach
that we are sure to come up
with what we have always wanted,
but, again, nothing.

Not even looking at what we want
as if it were a diagram or a set of plans
or a science that needs to be understood and conquered
is good enough.

So many approaches.
So much time spent digging
like ants to build our farms
and yet so little success.

Everything has its own power.
Everyone has a different idea
of what is the best way to live life.

I need to ask, why are so many options available?
Why is there so much variety?
Should life be this complex
for a type of people
who can only learn about
what we see and hear and feel
with our own senses on our own bodies?
We have to be right on top of it
if we want to understand it.
We have to experience it first hand
or we will get nothing from it.

So we search.
We spend our lives searching.
We fail and we learn and we start again.

We grow
and we see
that even the opposite sex
is like space.
We see that happiness
is just like the great unknowns of Earth.
We understand one second at a time.
We understand only one thing at a time.
We understand it in our time, in our second, in our spot
with one single thought that happens by itself in its single place
with no partner at its side
to give it an extra boost,
to give it an extra bit of clarity.

And one thing, the only thing,
that we know for certain
is that tomorrow we will learn once again
how endless are the lives that we live.

Endless like the earth.
Dark, mysterious, like space
and forever keeping us at a distance.