Jun 16, 2010
Late Night Haiku XXXII
By Timothy R. Butler | Posted at 0:28:42
XC. Soft wind of mem'ry
Blows by, though the other may
Forget what remains.
XCI. Ah! For the happy
Twist of plot to be placed by
The playwright's kind hand.
XCII. But to hope for what
Is but memory, not twist…
Such hope is tragic.
God writes history.
If He erases and rewrites,
Who would know?
So good a question
But how can one answer it?
For who unknowing knows?
The query of life
is the life of query.
God answers afterlife.
We ask our questions
expecting there are answers.
What if there are none?