The Riddle

Iban Barrenetxea

“Hear this, all you peoples;
     give ear, all inhabitants of the world.
        both low and high,
         rich and poor together.
  My mouth shall speak wisdom;
     the meditation of my heart
        shall be understanding.
     I will incline my ear to a proverb;
        I will solve my riddle
           to the music of the harp.” ~ Psalm 49:1-4

Some look
  to the stars
    for answers
    to life’s riddle
    Others seek
  the mystery
in edelweis

  the parable
    takes minds
    past the self
  life’s origins
our purpose

We ponder
  as we gaze
    the heavens
    No nearer to
    our Creator
  than asking
the flower


About Peter Notehelfer

I'm a retired people person who now finds the time to watch the little details of the world without worrying about being watched by anyone . . . I live on an Island north of Seattle with my wife named Ellen, a yellow dog named McGee, a yellow cat named Gatzby, and four fine chickens . . . I read fiction, bake bread, smoke salmon, and fish whenever the weather allows . . . Oh, and yes, I try to write a poem every day simply to avoid senility!
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5 Responses to The Riddle

  1. Lovely poem that beckons all of us to the truth. I also think of Tennyson’s ‘Flower in the Crannied Wall.’

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  2. reading it makes me feel like I’ve been to church and been blessed


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