IT’S UNCERTAIN

It’s uncertain
This blessed gift
Momentary suspension in consciousness
Sojourn through the cosmos
Illusive time warp

It’s uncertain
The pulse of breath
Through weathered lungs
Ragged veins
Worn and weary
Bodily vessel
Slowly dissolving

It’s uncertain
The choice of being
Awakening awareness
Clinging self-illusion, delusion
Hallucination, macabre distraction
My purpose in this dimension

It’s uncertain
Far ranging, tall tale, no explaining
One moment ecstatic dance
Another crumpled heap bleeding tears of sorrow
Tempest waves, emotion
Undulating on the great sea of consciousness

It’s uncertain
Being human
Born dying
Broken by the suffering
Yours, mine, the world
Becoming, unbearable
Distraught overtaking

It’s uncertain
Loving
The heart opening
Cracked wide, tender and tough
Infinite capacity
Most improbable destiny
Learn to lean in
Edge of vulnerability
Trusting the enormous capacity
Loving

It’s uncertain
Frail, fragile, ego
Demanding attention
Lashing and lambasting
Cajoling and contorting
Desperate contrivances
Grasping for control

It’s uncertain
Not knowing
Learning to feel
Sensing the unknown
Touching the void
Vastness beyond comprehension
Yet so familiar
The hand of safety ever near
So far beyond

It’s uncertain
When you are near
When you are far away
When you are gone

It’s uncertain
When we are one
In the same
Never knowing each other
By our true name

It’s uncertain