English Sonnet Number 1

At various times and throughout my history,
blurring across a whizzing haze,
the question of questions, the ultimate mystery,
like a white rat in a maze.

The beginning of time? The beginning of misery?
Here I stand, surrounded by The Answer,
everyone shouts and continues working busily.
The enigma devourers me like cancer.

While pondering the vastness, its immensity and grandness,
the secret they talk of, they created, eludes me.
The view of the masses, their fence-sitting and false handedness,
a tumultuous storm brewing deep in the sea.

A singular Truth I suddenly see-
The secret of life; you, me, Luke and Zuley

-Cara

watch me go backward
the sun sets in its rising horizon
my hair grows inward
my face softens
and you...
you never knew me.