No One Knows

By ZQ

Who knows?
As we sit in anxious state awaiting the “Godot”.
Hoping
He never shows.
As a sparkle in the glass
Asking us if we care to go?
So we deny its invitation
And enjoy the sparkle
As all sparkles go.

Who Knows?
As we move in cautious state
Awaiting the fulfillment of our prayers
And not recognizing them when they are there.
Awaiting a shadow in the sky
Asking us to abandon fear.
So we deny its invitation
And fear its shadow
As all shadows go.

Who knows?
Right from left or wrong from right;
When the circle elongates sideways,
Asking us to contort and practice,
To exercise.
So we deny its invitation.
In this state of mind.

Who knows?
The mysteries we attribute to the “Soul”?
If followed,
We accept its maze.
If understood,
We accept its direction
Leaving no invitation denied.
A secret
As all secrets go.

Who knows?
What can go through the eye of a needle?
The sparkle,
The shadow

And The exit for the beholder.
Leaving No One,
not even the needle,
Not even Godot.