Date: Tue, 09 Aug 2016 14:50:38 -0400
From: “N.A. Booko”
Subject: Answer in search of the question . . .
I know the answer. I have known it for years. But how little l I knew about it became very clear in the past month. I suppose I will, in my mind, rearrange the question to fit my answer. It is not the question I wanted to hear nor the answer I wanted to accept. It is an answer that I know is a final answer. There is no changing it, no way of expanding, altering or coloring over it.
One is constantly reminded of answers to life’s questions. Those questions sometimes come fast and furious. Questions hitting us from all sides- hitting us in the face and sometimes knocking the wind out of our frail frames. But time and time again, we know the answer. Getting it right in our mind is another thing. We most times think there is another way, another angle- a simple solution. A personal cover-up- Something that will delay, withhold or alter the final answer. A final answer is just that- final.
N.A. Booko