The Noumenon


When I experience these days

An emptiness in the heart

A sorrow or a loss

The missing of a friend

A loneliness of some sort

On an evening such as this

I tell myself

That is God letting me know

What it means to be human,

Me who have had my head

Far too much buried

In the depths of philosophy,

And yet in understanding humanity

I understand not the why and wherefore

Of why we humans are like this

Though there are some theories

That try and explain these things

And when I look into these experiences

With an idle curiosity of wonder

Without putting a name and label on them

And not seeking any resolution

I experience some unexplainable oneness

With everything

That there is, was and will be.

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