This is so sad when a person is at a lost for words and is a writer 🤦‍♀️ but the issue of inspiration is not the problem this time. It’s more on how to start this blog.

How do you start writing the idea if it escapes you? Are you, like me, honest to say writer’s block is your friend (in the moment) and you have mechanisms to cope with the block? One of my tendencies is to walk away for the moment, praying earnestly, the idea will come. I’m, even, willing to admit rhetoric fills my brain and I just sit and type … seems like what I’m doing now 🤷‍♀️ but, thankfully, it has lead me to the idea.

When all else has failed and you’ve tried (experienced) everything there is to experience — then discovery comes — no more block! No more heartache! I’ve achieved my goal in whatever I was trying to accomplish. After all was said and done…. “And, Then What” happens …

And, Then What?

From grade school to achieving goals to live life
Success in singlehood or a husband taking a wife
Working hard from day to day
Being with loved ones for special holidays
Singing, laughing; the occasional sorrow and tears
Precious moments experienced every year
These simple notations, to everyone, clear-cut
But a question remains ... "And, Then What?"
The powerful question answered with rhetoric
Covers to prove methods of "cleverness"
Kind of sad to realize the limitations in planning
Showing the emptiness of life regardless of understanding
Are you able to grasp the point to the writing's angle?
Life is as vapor, chasing the wind, leaving us entangled
Entangled in thinking; pressing ahead
But after accomplishment a looming dread
The dread is: eventually we get to the "but"
Conjunction is the suggestion ... "And, Then What?"
Anguished! Confused! Still don't get it? 
A world allowed choices which end in transmit
Think about it ...
We're going to leave this earth 
Even leaving a supposed legacy will lose its worth
Legacies are based on people passing on a history
Otherwise, a forgotten path taken with no inquiry
Millions dying, being born - all at the same time
An unstoppable evolution to everyday grind
Family, friends, politicians ... enemies
Get it -- we are generations of specialties
Legends in time like Thomas Edison
And the scientists of this time bettering our medicines
It's the world's epidemic 
People of skill academically
Strange to believe ...
One day my generation will completely be gone
And, maybe, some positive deposits that will live on
Important to establish whatever the strive it's ultimately a connective
Good or bad is the person's directive 
The touchy subject in belief to a life hereafter
Either way ~ there is a thought to capture
Be it resolved no matter your rebut
The  question will remain ... "And, Then What?"

Tweaked Exert by Katherine Matthews