John Donne Of Singapore? Poem by Andrew Lee

John Donne Of Singapore?



A few friends jokingly label me 'John Donne of Singapore.'

I wish I can qualify, in some small way.

Hope to write disruptive, intriguing poems on

'Why does the world exist? '

'Why do humans exist? ' and

'Why does God allow natural and moral evils? '

Actually, I don't qualify.

I spent more than 30 years trying to peek into the Mystery

and come upon 'God is biting the bullet' theodicy.

The Spirit told me God is unable to create

these missing elements of a Higher Godhood

in His peaceful, pain-free heaven, namely:

faith, love, courage and endurance

in the face of immense pain, sufferings and death.

God pours part of His Spirit into the bodies of human beings.

His Spirit seeks to partner with human beings

to manifest these elements in the midst of earthly trials.

His Spirit speaks to humans via the voice of conscience

and encourages them to follow

the paths of goodness, beauty and truth.

Human beings need to decide whether to follow the voice of conscience.

The Spirit can only persuade, but cannot force humans

regarding their decisions. This is the stringent Challenge

which God has imposed on Himself

when He allowed the existence of this imperfect world.

If John Donne were to focus his intellect on these Enigmas,

he would have solved it much faster, probably within days,

while I required more than 30 years.

Thus, I am only a tiny shadow

of a Zen-pursuing 'Done'.

Tuesday, December 23, 2014
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