Brian’sPoems

Mud and Mystery

I feel desperate –
or better described
as despairing.
I now look at the world
with an awakened sadness.

Bound to my teaching,
I seek clear answers even as
I struggle to gain perspective
from which to see more clearly.

There are no absolute answers,
no rock foundations,
only mud and mystery.
Without certainty I’m reduced
to my primordial essence.

This liminal space is humbling,
but I pray also a stepping stone
into the heart space where
I may begin to see the world
through expanded senses,
and to comprehend all the voices
I once dismissed for speaking
in frustrating riddles.