The Smell of Lilacs. What if ...

The Smell of Lilacs

What if at the end there
was only a question. Not
a tunnel. Not a light. Not
an immense pleasure or
the shock of some long awaited
spiritual epiphany.

What if at the end we only had
to answer Why. So simple, isn’t it?
At the end of the road that you
must explain your direction.
Give reason for your destination.
Speak in glory of your sincere
and heartfelt intentions.
Or the other why of the ride,
why the followers were passed by.
Why peripheral vision did not exist on your plane.

One day, let me leave this life with you
for a reason. Isn’t it simple?
That today it is Spring and I love Lilacs,
even though the smell belongs to you.

-Megan