Note: Some poetry from 2021-2022 are unlisted in the Index of Titles.

Tuesday, September 21, 2021

The inscrutable Whim

The inscrutable Whim                                                                                      
 
Since the Whim’s beginningless beginning,
(no rhyme, no reason, no cause, said Meher),
 
innumerable ages (and a mere second) ago,
nothing has ever happened for a reason.
 
Human explanations over time have offered
theology, astrology, philosophy,
 
science, sociology and psychology – but deeply buried
below these equivocal rationalizations
 
there is only the ever inscrutable Whim –
no why, no reason for anything at all
 
including this flowing, sole, evident,
moment to moment existence.
 
O child, the search for cause and meaning
inhibits the realization of the truth.




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