answers

I’ve made a list of questions

to which I no longer expect answers

-          Wislawa Szymborska-

I entered you room.

There were light and love.

All questions I ever had,

I ever shouted into your face,

desperate, were answered at once.

I even wondered: why ask at all?

Could I have the patience,

to wait for answers,

without asking?

Every question will be

answered, even the ones,

you do not ask, eventually.

If I try to force answers into being,

they will be different, essentially,

from the ones emerging, while I

sit still, write a poem, write

a hundred poems, listening. 

The answer, that is looking for my

question, that is looking for me,

will find me.

Isn't it funny, that you, of all people,
the one, who never ansered any of my questions,
taught me this lesson as the last step of your path?

© Susanne Becker