I Need To Ask Why

I need to ask
about your
Soul.

That Presence
of You
that transcends
the tissues and
synapses and
follicles.

That Presence
of You
that soars with
every winged thing
and races
cheetahs
and swims with
the finned ones,

that rattles
pine branches
with every
gust,

but knows
to be silent
when adoring
Van Gogh.

I need to ask
why
you let yourself
believe
your precious
Presence
should be
weighed
on a scale
where the
counterbalance
is a pile of
dank stones
called
Productivity.

It’s as if
you refused
a slice of fresh
blackberry pie
because the silver
serving spoon
has not been
polished.

(Photo by Elise Bauer from
https://www.simplyrecipes.com/recipes/blackberry_pie/)