From where I stand
Life is an endless road
Not that I haven't traveled far
But the journey seems long
Because...
Should I tell you about my search
Inward, outward, upward, downward
For some sense of who I am
And from where I came.
Often I wonder
-- with all imagination, intuition, and a bit of logic --
About the very first instant I was created
A spark among sparks of life
From God and of God
Eons, eons ago
It must have been thrilling, that exciting awakening!
Did I think to myself -- or ask my sibling selves --
Where will we go?
What should we do?
Eternity, such concept!
An endless road
The journey's just started...
From where I am, Reunion with my Creator seems so impossible
The countless incarnations, transformations, experiences have made me a desperate soul
Imperfect
A tainted spirit
Yet always, this yearning for Love, for Home,
For God.
Now that there are zillion worlds and beings and complications and laws and whathaveyou
I feel lost. Lonely. Forgotten.
Will God miss me if I don't make it to Reunion?
Does God care??
Of course God cares, I should know better
From where I stand, nothing really matters
Except... March on!
One foot in front of the other
March on.
May 1993
thai ta
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