A MOMENT OF AN EXISTENTAL KIND

Moments of the existential kind

It’s not a matter of sadness
Not really a melancholy
I feel at times.
It’s simply a question of dialectics
Two contradictions
Pulling at me
Each valiid in its own right
But both  must give in to the other
For any human to survive
A synthesis of opposite
A release of tension and d rama
The anguish of doubt
The pain of uncertainty
Living in the void of inconclusion
The silent terrors of our mystery

 You see
We are of human bondage
Suffering  our humanity
Models of Creation
Stunned by our own mortality
Bound by our limitations
To see beyond
And to know.

Orphans of certainty
In a world not of our making 
We struggle to overcome  
And surpass our own humanity 
Seeking the Divine
Only to find heaven's absurdity 
In Reason's lies 

 It’s not a matter of sadness
No madness or insanity
Not a question of a melancholy.
That at times I feel inside
Simply personal reflections
Moments of an existentinal kind
Sublimated in the creation of beauty
Sharing my singular and common humanity
Wth all others
In these songs I sing/