Finally

Finally when we have nothing
Nothing to hold
Nothing to keep
Nothing more than humanity

We will lie, a twisted heap
Of paradoxes
Contradictions
Held together with broken seams

We will call out our questions
In hope and in vain
With peace and rage
For answers, no, justifications

We will look upwards, for the divine
And inwards for the replies
And outward for the signs
The missing pieces to our perfect design

We will surrender, eventually
After the anguish
After the denial
When stillness comes to claim humanity

We finally listen, quietly
Calm but open
Exposed but unafraid
A wilderness, still but free

Finally, when we have nothing
We will find soul
We will find our voice
A gift of courage back at the beginning