The Human Condition

by Soledad Traverso


Not knowing when death will come
Not knowing what suffering will come before
Not knowing how I will face the path of death
Is part of my daily life.

What is my soul? What is not?
What part of me will disappear and what part will continue the journey?
I don't know.

What will the final retrospective reveal?
How many opportunities to love did I miss?
What will seem worthless then?
Who knows!

How many times have I already died?
How many more deaths and rebirths are awaiting me?
The silence I love now, will I fear then?

Not knowing
Not fearing
Not ignoring

Is the life of this moment.

Not knowing,
In this loving instant,
Waiting for a mystery that is happening right now
While looking at my life inside-out.