still: life

the deepest darkest place in my being

a place I once dwelled too often

is dark, but the realization has come

that it is still light

with its many shades of grey,

a lot of black,

and some white

but still: light

I have often asked

as many before me have:

why is there suffering?

now, I ask:

why do I feel so alive,

when I go to that deep, dark place

with its many shades of grey,

a lot of black,

and some white

but still: light

or

still: life…

Advertisements

2 Replies to “still: life”

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s