What if our cherished beliefs are only relatively right?
What if our minds could open wide enough to truly listen beyond the polarities of right and wrong?
Is life a yes or no argument? Does good come up against evil like a boxer in yonder sparring ring?
Is it all black and white or–look around your living room–is it more like whitegreenblueyelloworangetanpurple surrounded by empty space?
Is this a poem or a book review? And do you want to think again after your mind rushes in with an answer?
Might you want to read “Think Again: The Power of Knowing What You Don’t Know” by Adam Grant?
Did you know it’s a #1 New York Times Bestseller? Do you care? Did you know I got it from my new library app called Libby three weeks ago? Then the book just didn’t seem interesting so the loan expired? But I decided to read ten pages before it disappeared and immediately felt compelled to borrow it yet again?
Can you sense that I’m inspired by this book to ask more questions, to embrace being wrong, to think again?
Do you know why this poem asks question after question?
Do you think it’s because readers might learn something from the book? Do you imagine it’s because he’s revealed the value in asking questions, and asking more questions, and asking yet more questions?
Do you want to know some of the chapter titles? Like The Joy of Being Wrong? Dances with Foes? Charged Conversations? Escaping Tunnel Vision?
Do you like poems that are all questions? Or do you prefer book reviews that tell you something? Or is it all muddled and shades of gray like–sometimes I like questions and sometimes I like information and sometimes I like the space in the living room that highlights a multitude of colors?
Might you be inspired to write a comment in question form? Or would you prefer to do otherwise?