There is a grand mystery
in the world that lies
beneath all of us
and every living thing.
The mystery is the
deepest one of all the earth
and all the universe too:
what is life and
why has it come this way?
That bubbles in
the universal foam
should coalesce to
form these biological things
that move and sense
and become aware
of their own being
and temporary self
is beyond our measure
of finding meaning.
We can call on god and gods
in an attempt to explain
and reason for being here,
and we create great narratives
of why this had to be
in the schemes of the
human and the divine.
But do any of the fables
really take the mystery away?
We are ever wondering
and always pondering,
even if we believe God is the
first cause of everything.
To be human is to be divine
in the sense that we look,
and consider and experiment
and create theories
about why things flow as life
on this lump of rock.
19/3/2017