• Anne Sweet

.... there is only a Mystery

I would like to believe I have it all in hand, in charge of my destiny.

But the reality is I have no idea from where I came or to which end I’m headed, or even to whom my name refers.


There is only a mystery all the way through all the way down and all the way beyond.


You can keep your answers and even your questions, I have no use for them. I am blind and deaf to your certainties. If I no longer believe in mine then yours have long since evaporated for me in the morning sun.


There is only a mystery all the way through all the way down and all the way beyond.