.... there is only a Mystery

I would like to believe

I have it all in hand,

in charge of my destiny.

But the reality is I have

no idea from where I came

or to which end I’m headed,

or even to whom my name refers.

There is only a mystery

all the way through

all the way down and

all the way beyond.

You can keep your answers

and even your questions,

I have no use for them.

I am blind and deaf to your certainties.

If I no longer believe in mine

then yours have long since

evaporated for me in the morning sun.

There is only a mystery

all the way through

all the way down

and all the way beyond.