and turns choice into a twisting-turning pot of goo
securing future thoughts inside a basket
woven from the finest heart strings of desire
and splitting mind inside it
with complete and utter confusion.
Piled around this mass emotion of knots
what I don't know acts against me
coercing me to explore the uncharted territory of life
while meanwhile, imploring me, in varied form
to move away from those things which taunt my soul
and instead, attempts to pull me towards the comfort of what is known.
What I don't know beckons me, and inhibits me.
It calls me forward, and chains my feet to the floor.
It drags me in front of myself, and then bars me from my own view.
What I don't know saves me from what I could know
yet pleads with me to investigate a deeper truth.
The search is on, and I'm certain that soon
What I don't know now, will become the 'truth' I always knew.
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