You wanted to ask God
A simple question

Looking at a white hospital ceiling
While your daughter is downstairs
Getting a snack

You could not have known it
At the time, that experience
Is the language of celestials

Looking at a white hospital ceiling
You will die this way
And it will hurt, but not very long

“Give me ten minutes,”
She presses your hand
You could not have known it
At the time

The panic begins as your
Heart fails and you remember
You wanted to ask God
A simple question

Did you think you could withstand
The heartbreak that comes
With learning everything?

You wanted to ask God
A simple question
Why force us to exist?

And Her answer came
In the form
Of your entire life