Do we discover purpose, or is that
a given; that through life, we must fulfil?
To what extent are we determined, at
what point do we grip that moment still?
Is life just another conversation,
a string of thoughts? Ruminated verbiage
that connects two points upon occasion.
A life-span, that builds a virtual bridge
from here to eternity; quite a stretch.
A void, can’t be leapt in a single bound;
can’t be fathomed; a forward passing fetch,
caught on the fly – wrestled and brought to ground.
. Life’s narrative is given spin and span,
. just enough to scuttle the ‘best of’ plan.
© Tim Grace, 29 September 2014
To the reader: The ‘universal givens’ are built into the fabric of our design. Therefore, our solutions to some extent conform to a pre-determined brief. Within bounds there’s plenty of room to be creative but as nature so regularly displays, there are some basic patterns that warrant repeat: the beautiful helix, the golden ratio and fibonacci’s spiral; to name a few.
To the poet: Our purpose; a universal mystery, that asks: “Why are we here?”. Without certainty of purpose we have no option but to explore the potential of an uncertain existence. To chronicle that collective journey, the Arts provide an open ended narrative. Without apology, the Arts interpret uncertainty using imagination as its tool of choice. To search is our purpose… the mission is unclear.
2 thoughts on “Life’s Narrative”
I loved this poem and the narrative following it. I was just reading a poem about love and that slowly got me moving over to this next question which you raised, “Why are we here? ”
I love this question and sitting down trying to think of a reason and to prove the answers I come up with to some degree.
Art is definitely a way to express that. Be it a painting or a poem. A carefully selected and placed collection of letters which make up words, which together try to encompass infinity, everything.
What i’ve just said has the capacity to confuse even me while trying to explain it, and i guess anyone or everyone that reads it. But that makes it so much more interesting. I want to understand it all well enough to be able to articulate myself better. I want to be able to explain what i think more clearly.
I think some crazy things, but its hard to communicate them sometimes. Which is why i end up turning to the arts. For inspiration and for venting these accumulated thoughts.
Thank you for sharing this post! I have enjoyed reading it and thinking about the questions it raised so much I can barely explain how much i enjoyed it in words.
I will attempt to explain with the following emoticon:
… your smile says it all – a man in pursuit of happiness! There are so many other smiles (grins and smirks) you could have used; to less effect.
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