Man's Searching Eventually Ends in Finding
The solid is not the real.
Thoughts are immaterial,
Feelings are fleeting,
A lifetime is a second.
A second is a lifetime.
Sight, sound, taste and touch
Now sensed but then gone,
History after knowing
Evanescent what-is really was.
Flowing, touching God,
A second is a lifetime, ethereal.
Ephemeral man thus touched
Wants to have that same second back.
He wonders and wanders
Searching far and wide, off the mark
Despairing, hoping for things yet unseen
For when the ethereal becomes
His constant company.
No answers, only questions,
Restless uncertainty as transient in Adam’s form.
In dying and losing and emptying all answers,
Transcending the ephemeral,
Ethereal man remembers
Regains eternity. Fulfilled
Within, with only God.
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