5. Next
If you can orbit the planet, why can’t you see
what makes the human heart happy?
Is it art or is it sex?
Or is it, as I suspect, just keeping going
from next thing to next thing
to next thing to next thing
to next to next to next to next
pulsating stupidly to outlast time?
Whatever else we may say about this poem, I love its frank questioning. The reason I like this questioning is that, if we are honest, it will drive us to Christ. What truly makes us happy? Are our hearts just pulsating stupidly to outlast time? If so, it will never work. We will die. But we know that in Christ God has become our salvation. He has risen, conquering sin and death. All who are united to Christ by faith will rise with him. This outlasts time, and it grounds true joy!
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