Suffering
after Bert Hellinger and Hunter Beaumont
A man approaches…
sits between
the oracles.
He asks
how do I proceed?
With what?
I gave my friend a kidney,
the second given him.
His body rejected the first.
Now it eschews mine.
Now I too am unwell.
The donor’s phantom kidney hauntingly utters:
You had no right to kill me.
The recipient walks
into deaths’ arms
Oracle to man’s left:
You interfered with your friend’s fate.
Oracle to his right:
Knowledge is insufficient,
problematical.
Wisdom is what’s needed.
So oft
unsought
undetected
unapplied.
So oft
suffering is of our own making.