The Gift of Being Cannot Be a Given

November 20, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. This week’s theme is Thanksgiving, which is celebrated on November 23.

Today’s poem is a Thanksgiving poem about the implausible experience of free will.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.

Yours,

Nick Gordon

The gift of being cannot be a given:

How many trillion accidents made me?

And yet it seems no accident to be,

Nor seem I less the driver than the driven.

Knowledge cannot penetrate my freedom,

So absolute it seems I am that am.

God may or not exist; I must command

In practice, day-to-day, my tiny me-dom.

Very rarely what to us might seem,

Is what it is: a glimpse of greater glory.

Nor can I be the author of my story,

Graced to witness truths beyond my dreams.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I chose for it at https://www.poemsforfree.com/thegi2.html. For more Thanksgiving poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/thanksgivingpoems.html .

This week’s theme: Thanksgiving

November 20: The Gift of Being Cannot Be a Given