Wednesday, October 2, 2013

I think too much- Mea Culpa!

I think too much,
Mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa!
For that is where I find most joy,
That is what strings my soul and is my light.
Forgive me for trying to fathom,
For trying to uncover life’s meaning- ‘Myself’!
Yes- I’m guilty, but I don’t feel guilt.
I say it aloud here only to share my motivations and my failures.
In this random world- how is one to make sense?
If I focus on others I’m being ‘controlled’,
If I focus on myself- I’m ‘selfish’!
Right or wrong is a matter of perception- but whose?
Mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa!
I have questions- mea culpa,
I always have questions!
I’d like to imagine it like I’m peeling away at an onion,
But in reality I’m removing a drop from the ocean.
What is all this for? (Or should I cover my mouth for uttering the unutterable?)
I laugh at your naiveté,
But secretly- I long for your certainty.
I long for your simplicity- I long for…
But, alas! I have not only tasted the forbidden fruit (we all have),
I have also applied it!
Mea maxima culpa!

I think too much!