Condition

We all share it.

There's something intrinsically beautiful about the condition we all share

Beautiful like,

Trekking through the snow, bundled up in warm clothing alongside the one you love,

Laying down in a sun drenched field,

Watching the rain fall from the gray sky through a clean window,

It's wonderful.  Amazing. 

Being so incredibly lost,

But found.

Questioning the unknowable,

Trying to see the un-seeable.

But yet,

The futility of everything gets me sometimes.

Looking up at the ceiling,

Laying on the dirty floor,

It gets to me sometimes.

But getting through the tough times is part of the condition,

Right?

So I'll trudge on if I must,

No hindrances or temptations on my mind.

I'll make it,

Somehow.

 

 

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

"Questioning the unknowable,

Trying to see the un-seeable.

But yet,

The futility of everything gets me sometimes."
You raise some good questions pertaining to the human condition. A splendid poem...:)

[Elfinlocks]

I've forgotten that I've even written this, which is bad seeing how I remember how proud I was to have written it. Thanks for the kind words!

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)