I rise,
Unsure just why
But here am I
Awake and alive.
Breathe and step
And step again.
To where? Ahead.
Beyond where I have been.
Look and see.
What is there and
What is not.
Past, future, time forgot.
Moving still.
A back to break,
An iron will,
Dreams to forsake.
Sun and rain
Clouds to love.
Floods below
Storms above.
Feed the machine
Because we must,
Over and again
Until I am dust.
A sparrow lights
To share my bread.
What’s mine is yours
Until I am dead.
A fleeting glimpse,
A parting glance?
For who knows how long
We shall dance?
Sun is setting,
Darkness falls,
Yet light persists
In hallowed halls.
Rest and sleep.
To dreams awake.
A dream of dreaming
For its own sake.
The day dawns,
Wipe sleep from eyes.
Once again
And who knows why,
I rise.
Seek peace,
Paz
Armchair Zen 
Comments on: "Why Ask Why?" (5)
Beautiful flowing encouragement to keep one going. Thank you.
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Yours is a bright and unexpected interpretation of the piece.
It brings me joy to hear this.
What greater reward for a writer?
Thanks for taking the time to share.
Paz
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oh how beautifully said! You know how I think -and of the same things. Maybe sharing the sparrow means more than we know-and also honoring the beauty around us. May you rise happy and well for many many seasons. x Michele
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“May you rise.”
Indeed, a salutation for our times, and our future.
It is at once a wish for health and longevity, and also for introspection and enlightenment.
That we may all rise to our highest callings.
All my best,
Scott
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Well now is as good a time as I have seen for us to each rise- though I know you do this by practice. We all sure have a lot to think about, and deeply think. Go well my friend. love Michele
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