I will not seek clarity in the midst of chaos
Nor to question the non-absolutes around
The entropy that pervades
Or the opposites that reign;
How they clash, conflict or turn the adverse
Could my premise , its boundaries go terse?
The firmament, would it turn the fluid in its hearse?
How these daunting doubts dare
That faith, sculpted from my soul
What’s my own rests in that shrine
I need not judge beyond,
or unsettle in that which is not mine
In the midst of darkness, there is light within
To follow that shaft, my eyes closed-
To reach, to be,
In that universe, what I am meant to be
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