Live the questions

Why?

Live the questions

There goes the body again
trying to find answers
where only questions exist.

Where do we go from here?
Why does hope feel so heavy?
Who am I without love and direction?

Rilke said to live
the questions, as if
by following the curves

of their bodies
you would be led
to the full-stop of your life.

Of course,
everyone has their answers
and I am still here

writing of curves and bodies.
Such is life they say.
Did Rilke live his?