Concluding Poem

This is the concluding poem of my final. I think it's content my be heightened if read with the first poem of the post before this one. 

Such a finalizing tool I live by.

Constructed to rationalize--

To document the indefinite

That from thought to thought is debated,

But with this weapon is dictated

On a page--

My intent is contradicted.

Purpose is not in striving or struggle--

Not in these books or poems.

Purpose is in the nature of finding and losing--

Instantaneously;

The empowerment to write and keep writing--

To read, to see and feel-- to live--

To be and keep being. 

This is a product and an attempt of thought--

Of understanding,

And to connect!

Yet-- often what the poet needs is just to lose the pen.