May I choose to doubt my doubts
You cannot channel and direct
The energy of life, but
Follow it all the way through
To where you really need to go
For a mind tethered to beliefs
Ceases to pursue and follow
The swift movement of what is
And things ordained sui generis
Are cut from an eternal pattern
That transfigures all things
Beyond mere expression
Resist aporia (ᾰ̓πορῐ́ᾱ) and
Follow through instead of
Looking back for signs of lostness
Wondering if it is possible
To get through to its 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 path, when you have
The courage to follow it
All the way through
