Whatever

Ecclesiastes 6:1010 Everything has already been decided. It was known long ago what each person wouldbe. So there’s no use arguing with God about your destiny.

Whatever Jesus offers enjoy and accept ... particularly death to self

 

Wherever we reside ... in whatever state of mind

it is a possible destiny ... that won’t last for long.

A word or two or thought ... in someone else’s mind

will trigger a chain effect ... that rumbles on and on.

 

It is hard to understand from where these things appear.

Is it from own conscience ... or from the ones around?

Is there than a conscience ... that is larger than us all

that binds us altogether in a substance made of sound?

 

Is that why music has the effect ... to turn us to a sphere,

where conscious’ part resides ... that wants to be drowned out?

Hunger’s move into memory lane ... and there without a doubt

to fit into the all of it ... in preparation for the next round.

 

But what is than destiny ... if life is a constant struggle?

One moment up another down ... a never-ending motion

Is it possible that Life Himself … quickly bypasses the “why”?

Never to notice me and mine ... in our self-made devotion

 

What makes things important ... in our fleeting temporal?

Is it career or marriage … or possibly our religion?

All these seem to be circumstance … invented by self somehow

in a life mixed up for sure ... with faded facts and fiction.

 

Jan Wienen

 

This poem is about: 
My community
My country
Our world

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