It has been said; “In the final analysis,” as if there were one distinctive defining moment, that all musings of theoretical truth are finally revealed...Breach the damn that holds back consciousness. Let thoughts flow freely...
A Poem by © Harlon Rivers 2012
as if there were one distinctive
defining moment, that all musings
of theoretical truth are finally revealed
Only an imaginary score card has been keep
by some unseen score keeper
to be tallied at a final definitive,
yet unknown moment
The long passage across life’s ocean
is only a process to an ending chapter of an infinite journey
Finally reaching that distant opposite shoreline
stepping out… into other side's new beginning
One can only speculate
though philosophical scrutiny.
Judgments of provisional ideals
are heard from every corner of the planet
Is personal soul searching self-appraisal
or nothing more than narcissistic conceit?
Or could it be the process of an evolution
of our spirits that gives life meaning and reveals purpose?
To wholeheartedly become who we are in the moment
Acceptance no matter who or what that may be
The quest for precise definition too exact
for any other human being
other than our own spirit to comprehend
The epic, complex magnitude
of our intricate existence
A final accepting personal valuation
could be a definitive moment
of conscious enlightenment
Mere theoretical truth-seeking
an unproven idealistic
interim possibility
...Hypothetical Scrutiny...
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