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to discover the many forms that love can take. (Barabara Blackman in 'Glass After Glass')

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14 November 2016

Spiritual Explorer

She calls herself agnostic:
a word for one who thinks
there might be a God –
one who remains uncertain.

A word for one who thinks
might suit her well. 
She does a lot of that. However ...

There might be a God?
She asserts there are far too many!
Beyond them, she discerns a Presence.

One who remains uncertain
might keep exploring as she does.
The finding, though, invalidates the label.


23 comments:

  1. I love "Beyond them, she discerns a Presence." That is beautiful.

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  2. I would call her a searcher.....or a seeker. Who knows what she may find!

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  3. The finding, though, invalidates the label.... and yet seekers must seek, in their own way. Great rumination.

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  4. Ooh. That's an interesting thought process. The uncertainty keeps the search on and the mind open. Well-penned. :-)
    -HA

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  5. One who remains uncertain
    The finding, though,
    invalidates the label

    One can never be sure. It might even present some surprises!

    Hank

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  6. What a terrible world we live in when somebody somewhere in the world would happy to kill you for what you choose to believe. Where have we gone wrong?

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  7. Your poem put me in mind of the novel Life of Pi by Yann Martel, and most especially the quote; 'To choose doubt as a philosophy of life is akin to choosing immobility as a means of transportation.'
    A bit harsh on agnostics, perhaps, when life is full of doubts.

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  8. Wonderfully deep and contemplative poem, Rosemary!!❤️

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  9. i think most of us are constantly searching, and asking.
    very good poem, Rosemary.

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  10. Yes, indeed, and I am grounded and uplifted while the mystery continues!

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  11. Wonderful reflection. I believe we continue to discover more and more as we evolve and age. I have had my own journey with my spirituality that keeps me searching and searching for answers.

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  12. There is indeed a presence as I have seen and felt the aura of this presence in my own life. Yet, there is sense of mystery in the universe.

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  13. I have always been aware of the presence. Mystery and beauty ...the connection to the Divine.It's the poet's job to create the bridge.

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  14. Evocative words, descriptive of man's never-ending search for the meaning of life.

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  15. I've always felt that labels--especially when so vague--end up confusing things more often than not.

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  16. There's a lot of joy to be had in exploration!

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  17. Oh, mystery in the exploration is half the fun :-)

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  18. One who remains uncertain
    might keep exploring as she does.

    There is a lot to be said for exploring. Though, as Thomas Aquinas wrote: “To one who has faith, no explanation is necessary. To one without faith, no explanation is possible.”

    I loved the very clever - and thought provoking - close on this piece. An interesting "take" on the spiritual journey.

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  19. We are all on a journey, to label ourselves might be premature,

    Elizabeth

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