A Prayer To Doubt

if you are everywhere
where shall i see you

it will not be specific
like a street with a specific number

or that
widely accepted landmark

like a
rock of Gibraltar

or a room at the second floor
numbered 6

if you only tell me
specifically

i would not have been in this
doubtful mess

are you in the sky
or at the top of the mountain

you tell me 'i am in your heart'
but my heart

i stabbed by the sharp knife
of sorrow

are you pain?

i am looking for you
everywhere

pity me
for i am tired and my feet are wounded

i cannot be in everywhere
as it can be nowhere

guide me

are you at the bottom of this ocean
of grief?

tell me

i am willing to dive there
and die

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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