Tom Mcmurray Poet Narrative

I Ask Thee Why?

If it be truth 
and truth thy goal 
why doth thee shy away 
from heated, flyin' hooves - 
when yearling foals kick high above 
the rooves into the sky? 

If it be truth in fine ripe youth 
this frenzy of activity 
then truth be truth and not aloof 
as age becomes reality. 

But why - I ask thee why? 
Why dost thou kick so high 
to then return eternally 
to live your life internally 
externally so shy? 

Why oh why do stars so high 
up in God's grand and ramient sky 
burn and glimmer blue for you...not I? 

I ask thee why my dear, 
My dearest Emily; 
Oh my oh my I ask thee why 
You dear and precious child? 
I ask thee my sweet Emily; 
Why.....oh why? 


Author Notes
Emily - Refers to the life-long reclusive genius 
Emily Dickinson who gave us insights into all aspects 
of our world with the erudite wisdom of Aristotle and 
the biting insiteful brevity of Lao Tsu and she exposed 
the idiosyncratic nature of our world without ever leaving hers. easy

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