way poem #6: perhaps by questions

he stood at the end
of the concrete path
just below
the washing line

raised his head
and shouted out
into the blue
his name

I am …

I am …

he yelled it at the sky

shouted through
the clouds
into beyond
and then a little bit further
a little bit more

his name came back
reflected in the sunlight
diffused among the new green
leaves of the trees

his name came back
magnified
by the action of light
diffuse daylight

who
do you think you are

profound
deep question

who do you think
you are

he fell
knees to the ground

I don’t know

I don’t know I don’t know

I am just a question
I’ve asked answer of the breeze

do you know
do you know

but the breeze
has gone
and the day is done
and the light fades dark
and the sun bids goodbye
and tomorrow beckons
with answers
to the

why

why
I don’t know
but my task lies
in questions

and I will ask the sun
I will ask the stars

I will ask …

perhaps forever
but I will ask


© Frank Prem, 2016

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