The Way of It All

I'm trying hard tounderstand,

But questions are toonumerous.

They fall so hard the weight

Is like a boulder rollingdown a hillside

Giving new perspective as

I view them from a distantplain

Escaping their destructive force.

 

So many wheres and whats andhows

For unwary travelers of thisWorld;

Unwittingly I journey on

Seeking the knowledge, thefreedom to choose,

And that choices be forevertrue

To the nature of my lowlybeing;

To serve the right cause,

To seek the right goal.

The plot becomes clear asstories unfold.

The answers are there,

Though not always seen.

The trick is to

Questioneverything.