The Rabbit Hole
There are many things
That one can’t live without
Air – 3 minutes
Shelter – 3 hours
Water – 3 days.
These are the time limits,
These are the limitations of our bodies,
Fragile in creation.
Made of dust and
Breathe of God.
So what is the thing that
I cannot live
Without?
That is a question
Sometimes better left
Unanswered.
The rabbit hole
Too deep,
Too wide,
Too expansive.
Sometimes the list is
Overwhelming.
Perhaps I would choose
Time
If my body is more
Fragile than dust,
But my spirit and mind
More valuable than
Gold
I would ask for time.
Time for quiet
And solitude.
Time that my mind
Is still
And without anxiety.
Time without worry,
Or shame.
Time to be at peace
Time to understand
The mysteries of the universe
And to unravel string theory.
Time to look at
Count and name the
Stars.
And wonder if Abraham’s
Children really are more
Numerous than that.
Time to praise
And thank
And wonder.
Time to jump
Into the rabbit hole
And come out the
Other side
Less wise
But more understanding.
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