The bewilderment

 Life is just a problem waiting to be solved
oh
Just a box to open and inspect
yes?
The dark corners inside remain undiscovered

Old God hands you the secret and you clasp it
oh!
Yet you don't open your hands to see what it is
Why?
Because owning it was more important than understanding it

So by retirement you are left with tight convictions
Oh!
A hardened conclusion about what this existence means
Really?
curiosity deemed red eyed devil you no longer recognize as salvation

For life is just a riddle waiting to be solved
Is it?
Those blessed enough to take their last satisfied breaths
Oh!
grins on their lips churning in their slowing hearts
yes?
A slither of that sunlight pure energy of creation

Lifting you through those done decades
a meal of all those memories