Treasure Island

Claude H Oliver II

(Nov.7,1948 / New York City)

Conundrum


Children laughing and playing without a care
Lovers entwined without fear
Restaurants and cafes serving scrumptious delights
Concerts and shows playing late into night
These many signs of life living their own life.

But are they life
We see signs and labels that life is - was here
Yet the signs be not life itself
Bodies move, eyes blink
Sounds uttered - heard
Yet these are not life itself

All we do or do not comes from life
Joy, sorrow, pleasure, pain
These come to each through life
But are not life

Life is like the wind - heard - felt, but never seen
Leaving its own wake
A path affirming its existence
But not life itself

We cannot see the life we have
Nor measure it while having
We know not its origin
Nor where it goes upon its end

Knowing that we know not
What then
Make the best of each moment we rent
Live fully - tasting all that's sent


September 29,2012

Submitted: Saturday, September 29, 2012

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