Unmoored
June 1 2024
I’ve become more and more unsure
of what it is I’m seeking.
Or perhaps, I’m too skeptical to be a seeker,
too grounded
in this material world
to be open enough.
Mysticism
is beyond me,
spirituality
seems too self-important.
Or is it not so much wanting to find
as wanting to be found?
Which means I’ve never not been lost.
Unmoored,
despite my attachment
to what I can measure and touch.
Not even God
could come to my rescue.
Because belief doesn’t work for me.
And because a deity
as needy as Him
does not inspire faith.
So lost I remain.
So never have belonged
and never to.
So long unsure
I've given up the search
for my place in the world
for now.
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