Drilling for Meaning

 

On this unique Sunday morning,

Full of sunlight and keen scents and sights,

This friendly consciousness incites me to drill for meaning,

Prompting me to dive ever more deeply into the world.

What was and is the meaning of the used sofa, red and florid,

Which gave me such comfort when I was a child?

What was and is the meaning of my recognizing faces

Every Sunday at the seven o’clock mass?

What was and is the meaning of the smile given to me

In the supermarket aisle by a healthy young woman

Holding a beautiful child?

 

This friendly consciousness now holds me.

From its platform I dive and drill down

Ever more deeply into the world

Searching for meaning.

 

--May 12, 2013