“Untitled #35”
So many questions, so little time.
Questions about myself, everyone else, my being here.
Was it a mistake going as well as it can?
Or was I destined to be here now for a
definite and deliberate reason?
In spite of and because of all other existence known
and unknown?
I wonder.
I feel so much, this fire burns within.
My awareness of this insatiable hunger;
it cuts so deep at times.
Curiosity of my reason, and the destiny and
legacy of my soul’s powerful
need to fulfill my purpose.
This internal flame rages in my soul, and burns
my heart and mind.
The need for answers I already know is
painful ecstasy.
You know nothing of who I am, why I am here,
or from where I came.
You’re shameful, you meager fools cannot
recognize my identity.
do you see me?
History in front of your face.
Of course not, I’m invisible with my power.
And that’s just the way I like it.
For now!
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