I Wonder

I used to think
A sure sign
Of spiritual maturity
Was to have
More questions settled
Than outstanding

I used to strive for that

I thought

Those with fewer questions
Were further along

I thought 

It was possible
To reach a point
Of being sure

I just thought

I wasn’t
There yet

And I was humbled
To receive the prayers
Of those who tolerated
The questions
I was brave enough
To share

My journey

Was off
By just a few
Million miles

I wonder

How it would have been
To have my questions
Honored
Instead of feared

To have unanswered questions

Fully welcomed
As part of
The mystery

To have company

In the questions
 
To be told
It’s noble
To live the questions

To be rewarded

For questioning deeply

I wonder

How it would have been
 
But
I’ll never
Really
Know