May I choose to doubt my doubts
Resist aporia and follow through
Instead of Looking back
For signs of lostness
Wondering if it is possible
To get through to revelation
When the only way to reveal it is
To go all the way through
To accept the opinions of others
In full knowledge that they repeat
The verities or falsities of yesterday
Warmed-up and re-served for today
In full knowledge that nothing
Can be truthfully trusted at all
But your own unmade path
As you make your way through it
