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Man's Lament



Air moves without purpose;
light shines without being itself illuminated;
waves break and make a spectacle
without consideration of an audience;
earth shifts and shakes and splits and shoves,
yet all of its changes lead it nowhere.
The natural world lacks purpose,
and doesn't need any,
but I seek it
and thus set myself apart from
all that has produced me
and all else that exists.

I study the world and learn its details,
to which it is not privy;
identify processes and causality
and achieve mastery;
but I discover no inherent meaning,
no absolutes,
merely momentary fictions
that surprise, entertain, disconcert,
then are forgotten.

Yet my inquiry feels purposeful,
though I can't say what drives it,
nor what fuels my need to feel it so…

All poems are written and copyrighted by Michael C. Rush.
None may be republished or repurposed without permission.