Poem -

Living Riddle

e.webb

whats the point--why are we here,
where from did come, this life so dear,
what created the you and me--who made the life that all around I see
from eye to tear--from tree to fear,
even the voice inside I hear,
made by who --will I ever know 
a wonder at what lies -- after livings show
maybe death will answer what we don't know--maybe a riddle that life should never know
maybe a point is hidden within--the wonder does bestow

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