The Unknown

The Unknown I wonder what there is beyond this brittle life, Beyond this chaos, this turbulence, this strife, The impenetrable future, the unknown I fear, To step into the unfathomable, I do not dare. Immortality of the soul may be a myth or a fact, To analyse, or discern, the requisite wisdom I lack, Helplessly I grope,then stagger, stumble and fall, I dither, I falter, I come up against a blank wall. The mystery lies beyond the curtain is ominously drawn, It’s a terrifying reality, and a veritable curse to be born! Must I part from the familiar, the ones I hold most dear, When my ultimate destination is thus shrouded in fear?