I'm an animal who hungers and thirsts
For comfort first,
But then with belly full, I search
To quench my curiosity.
Why is the world so ugly and so beautiful?
Why am I that way too?
Is my mind a blessing or curse,
Convincing me of right and wrong,
then judging what I choose?
Do questions define me?
Is my humanity a complex puzzle with no edges,
Each piece creating a need for more definition
Of a picture expanding infinitely
Into a world without end?
Dare I say, Amen?
(For Poets United where Susan challenges us to write about humanity.)