Life is a Story

Life is a story,
And we all play our part.
But what of the teller?
What part has he?

Can I as a character know him?
He knows me.
He wrote me.
But what does he intend?
I can't say.
I can't see.
The words can't know the page.

But is there something he can't know?
Him neither hero nor villain.
What can't he see from his perch on high?
I would ask him if I could.
But what would he ask me?

Life is a story,
and my part is small.
But does the teller of the tale
have a part at all?