The Point Is Just that I Don't See the Point

Music: Fugue in B Minor for Organ. By J.S. Bach. Sequenced by Jim Michmerhuizen.

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The point is just that I don't see the point: However much one wants to be turned on, Ecstasy can put things out of joint; Yearning is for what will soon be gone. Each can choose content or discontent; All are happy, if they would be so. Revelation isn't Heaven sent; Out of what you are comes what you know. Forget, then, the pursuit of the sublime. There is no thing that's needed -- all is here. Happiness will settle in, in time, Enduring, though the weather may turn drear. One must plod to plow, and plow to plant. X marks the heart, where lies all one could want. If you liked this poem, vote for it on Yahoo Buzz by clicking on the icon below.