A Poem

2:00 AM

I look for something
between the pages of Kabir
only to find questions are the answers--

when tears create nothing but love
and the path walks itself;
the three legged stool of my life
holds body, mind and spirit
in perfect harmony.

Tell me what you do not comprehend,
and I say impossible!
If we only knew what we already know,
we would not stop laughing.

(c) Gudrun Mouw