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What then is Life and Why

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What then is Life and Why

Before the Big Bang brought star dust 
To the interstellar scene
It must have been something like 
An unfathomably immeasurable self-inducing 
Divinely driven dream machine.
Mind forming matter as imagination 
Up the ladder 
Rungs of time;
Step by step and star by star
Unfolding Love sublime. 
Reaching out, emanating
From the center of All meaning;
Building blocks of trees and rocks 
More beautiful than being.   Born again 
Out of ashes
When fire filled the air
And all we knew was something drew
Us to life somewhere. 
Out of clay or the primordial egg
So the ancient stories subscribe
Old Adam and Eve and the snake in the tree
And history's first truth or dare or lie.  
What then, is life and why?
Could it be the unquenchable thirst for knowledge 
Hidden or forgotten throughout time?
Our inner connections to the Cosmic 
Creation, that set in motion every ocean 
And notion left to find?
Life is a living, dying, loving, lying
Uplifting, lowdown axe to grind.
With every minute of every breath
We suck in deep to breath
All the space, ideas and feelings,
Hopes, wants, cares and needs.  
And the long armed quest for nobleness
And the chance to reach deep realms, 
As Jason and the Argonauts were seeking 
Secrets in themselves. 
Down in the waves and dark filled caves
Where memories are never devoured;
Life is a terribly wonder-filled trip
Filled with heroes, 
         Monsters 
                And the beautiful 
                            Wild flowers.  

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  1. Date: 6/11/2012 5:19:00 AM
    This is great... I really enjoyed it. Nice to get such a blessing in such a beautiful monday afternoon.

  1. Date: 10/1/2011 11:05:00 PM
    How are you Terry, I have to come back to read again as the subject is so grandiose and a person can get lost in the immensity of your descriptions. It makes me feel small just to immerse myself in all you speak of. Hugs to you, hope you are ok.

  1. Date: 9/30/2011 4:14:00 PM
    This is the i've come across on this subject, and it has been done spectacularly, dear Terry.

  1. Date: 9/29/2011 8:51:00 AM
    I am very happy to have been able to read your poetry today Terry. I do not have a lot of words to comment on it but I want you to know I did read it. Every poem as with every poet has a different meaning and I do not wish to misinterpert your poetry. I do love reading poetry here and I get inspiration from others poetry which enables me to write new poetry myself. There are lots of wonderful people who give great comments here and I hope they all read your poetry and comment. Love, Carol

  1. Date: 9/28/2011 5:06:00 PM
    You don't need to compare yourself to me. Your gift is alive and full of who you are and that's enough for me. This poem is full of unusual rhyme scheme and esoteric questions that challenge any mind and you did a superb write on the subject Terry.

  1. Date: 9/28/2011 12:17:00 PM
    beautifully written. i love the fact that this is not a religious poem (or so it seems to me) but a real questioning, a curiosity of how life began.

  1. Date: 9/28/2011 11:41:00 AM
    vibrant visuals in this creative work of art Terrell.. very imaginative lines.. we all wonder but God has been in charge at all times luv.. the Universe is His Domain.. your lines are superb ..

  1. Date: 9/28/2011 10:29:00 AM
    interesting poem,,thumbs up on this one...fantastic...i wander when i would start writing poems like this