Full of questions.
Do they deserve answers?
Who is the judge of these matters?
Who holds the wisdom?
Who listens to the minds of millions?
Ever pining away hours with mysteries
Is it Him?
If it is Him
How does He choose
How does He designate the knowledge?
Perhaps behind every question is an answer…
One which speaks softly with the chatter of the mind
Perhaps the answers of the world are only mirages
For people seeking an unworthy truth…
If ever there be an unworthy answer
Perhaps they seek the clear path… already traveled…
Either place reached before… perhaps it is Him… before us… within us… waiting patiently for us to listen…
Perhaps it is Him… Perhaps I hear Him…
“Full of questions…
which do deserve answers…
I am the Judge of Inquiry…
I hold the wisdom…
it is here…
within my palm…
within a grain of sand…
is this your truth?”
Perhaps…
Journals Of Enreal 
I love this! As difficult as it may seem to see there are more answers than questions. We discover this when we stop asking the questions.
you got it! thanks for your thoughts 🙂
Just as each person is unique…sometimes the answers are unique to each of us…maybe the questions are similar…but we all find our own way…what fulfills us…
We connect along the way with others that are similar…looking for similar things…but one thing is certain…
the questions never end…life ends when that happens…
perception is they key… wise words
Ultimately we are our own judge, we hold the wisdom, we are the observer, but this “we” is not the conceptual we that we think and talk about, it is the real we that can only be experienced directly. When that is then there are no questions and no judgment.
Him is you, but not the you you imagine, therefor you need a segregate you, which should be taken for real until you become real.
i love this comment!!!!!!!!!