what is the heartbeat of life,
the intangible lifeblood of man?
what forces incite his waiting spirit
or causes its ardor to wane?
who moves the noble mortal
in the courses of his destiny?
and with Atlas’ strength anchors
in diluvian depths his loyalty?
why does man pulse with fire
the engine of his blood stark
against a cold and frightful sky
riveting light against the dark?
how can he strive upon strife
exciting tempestuous passion
and then land firmly in his place
in a fine and fearless fashion?
i know not. so ask me not.
for i can only wonder
same as you.
— 12/17/09 – 16