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Shunned at a Funeral
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I went walking with questions like stones inside my chest
I asked the road where it was leadingโit only answered west
I asked the mountain why it stands through centuries of scar and snow
It said, "I bear the weight I'm given and bow to winds I do not know"
I asked the sea in restless night why it devours, why it sings
It said, "I move at someone's whisper
Pulled by unseen and tidal things"
I asked the bird upon the wire why it dares the open air
It said, "I trust the breath beneath
Me, though I've never seen it there"
I asked the sunlight through the leaves
Why it breaks and bends and dies
It said, "I fall where I am sent and never question why"
But that's not why the morning wakes
That's not why the silence breaks
Creation hums but does not chooseโit only echoes deeper truths
I asked the poet in his sorrow why our hearts are bruised and torn
He said, "We ache for borrowed beauty, lost the moment we were born"
I asked the madman in the market, laughing ashes into air
He said, "There is no meaning, darling, only noise and bright despair"
But that's not why the morning wakes
That's not why the silence breaks
Those are mirrors made of smoke, pretty lies the clever spoke
I asked the sage beneath the marble, carving truths in perfect lines
He said, "We're sparks of cosmic order
Brief mistakes of drifting time"
I asked the sorcerer of shadows, turning fear to whispered gold
He said, "The dark itself is sacred
You must love the things you're told"
But that's not why the rivers run, that's not why the wounds still hum
These are crowns of brittle glass, wisdom that will never last
I asked the kings and the professors
I asked the saints they put on screens
They traded truth for clever echoes
And called the hollow answers means
Every voice claimed hidden sight, every tongue declared control
But none could tell me why the dark keeps reaching for the soul
Then I looked past all the arguing light
Past the theories, past the fighting
Something burned without a name, a fire that the dark couldn't tame
The reason is a sun that rose before our questions learned to speak
The reason is a scarred and living
Light who found us when we were weak
The reason is the Lamb who stood where all our wisdom fell apart
The reason is the Word made flesh who stitched His name into my heart
Not the poet, not the throne, not the spells the world has sown
Not the minds that boast and bendโtruth did not depend on them
Glory walks in wounded hands, love fulfilled what law demands
All creation finds its tone in the Son upon the throne
So let the wise become like dust, let the proud unlearn their trust
I've seen the end from where I stand
The world was made for God and man
And all our breath and all our days return to Him in lifted praise
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