Contemplations Along The Way

I can see all there is to see

But I'm blind to my fate

To what may come

I think I'm awake

But stealing upon me

Like the frost in the night

I neither see nor notice the moment when it comes

Light is what I look for

I want to be conscious

Aware of what happens now

And what happened then

You feel like a bewildered entomologist

Who now and then encounters true and original experiences

But many times discovers that it has all been false

Who lays down the rules?

My knowledge points at the Self

So it isn't strange at all that you think you know

And mistrust your experiences at the same time

When later you get it in perspective and are able to investigate

But I must put the question

Is this true?

To what degree are you and I affected by everything around?

To get a clear picture of yourself

You must of course have others

Who can bandy back your ideas to you

Make contradictions and attack you from angles

You didn't know existed

But I ask myself the question if there was none

With any other opinions than yours

Would you say you could be awake then?

You wouldn't see the whole world

Nor be aware of anything beside yourself

But that would naturally seem the total reality

This way of thought might veil over the truth

And make you blind

You ask maybe where in the world you are and what you do

But to discuss the question with yourself

Might reveal which way you took and which you didn't choose

Best of all would be to find the keys to the treasury of wisdom

But would that make life better?

All your experiences of life tell you

That each man wherever he is has his own worries to fight

The keys to the treasury of wisdom

Will never be found, because it would mean

You would become totally enlighted, lonely

And independent of everybody

So what would then be the meaning of life?

When life is the one and only thing we own

And once again the questions asked

Create more questions still

Maybe all the answers will come

When we have left this earth and enter

What is there beoynd

That will probably be experienced

As different as we are different from one another

And due to who and when it happens

But the answer to the questions must be waiting for you there

For if there are no answers

How is it possible that we should puzzle over them here?