The unknown pain

There is pain within,
Within my husky thorax,
Somewhere beneath the heart,
Yet slightly above the tum.

What ails me,
I do not know.
It’s not misery,
It ain't real.

I am happy,
And content more or less.
I am lucky,
I make my luck.

Yet the agony hurts.
Hurts more,
Being an unknown hurt.
What’s ailing me, I know not.

It’s a murky feeling,
A mind borne one.
The body is fit,
Ready for battle.

Still the mind,
Treads dangerous paths.
Creating troubles anew,
In physical manifestation.

Is it the devil?
Since I am all idle.
Is it god?
Aham brahmasmi.

I enjoy waddling in this.
I am obligated.
There’s no other way.
But to endure, and enjoy.

The unknown pain.