the unthinkable

to think of the unheard of

that has no comparative-truth possibility,

to fathom at the reach of comprehension

though, not sure what a conclusion might look like,

where a solemn presence stands, 

as this unknown.

we'd seem to be missing chapters of understanding,

for this to be the case.

there is always, a reluctance 

towards any claim of finalized certitude.

self-dialogues are not advancing this search for reasons.

resultively, there is a want 

to apply religious overtones.

a mystifying state of emotional wander is proclaimed.

details towards clarity are vague and far between.

a wonder-about is the fallback position easily taken,

that are good at getting 

the same kind of facials from almost everyone.

yet, there is a milling 

of mindfulness collectively building.

there is a slippage gap between think and reason,

yet denial still gives one a sense of groundedness.

assuredness is not readily exchanged or received.

the fabric of truth is now shredded. 

doubt is loud-mouth demanding a clarity of source.

some want to gawk at the thought 

while others fade away from concern.

yet the true meaning of life is in question.

so where were you when

the unthinkable walked through the door?

when it came down from the sky,

rose up from the ocean,

or more importantly,

crossed your mind ?