From uncertainty comes vague unease
The not knowing,
When all I want, is to know
Turmoil that rises up,
Its biting acid,
Creating an acrid taste,
Rising out of my uncertainty
As my world turns
Without the slightest touch
of my hand.
I don’t love uncertainty,
I want adventure,
And, all its thrills
But, not this feeling of not knowing
Uncertainty and distance
At the same time
Being squeezed
Everything coming closer
Then the distance, lonely spaces
Adventure feels different from within.
From uncertainty comes insight
The knowing after
Aha! Here it is
I wish I knew before
That light beckoning me
Was the one I was always to follow
The world is always turning
Leaving me to wonder
Why from the uncertain lonely spaces
Are the places where I am found.
