how to decide

here we are
abandoned in a mad ocean
of plusses & minuses

adrift
on an indifferent tabula
rasa

darkness falls & truth
does not appear––
the heart is
silent

there are too many facts
in this dizzying dimension

where yesses & noes
are uncountable

when feelings are
ambivalent––
the grinding turnings
of the mind
yield only guilt &
pain

we look to the sky
for the gesture of a god––
but the clouds tell us
nothing

the eyes of the soul
only see
& conscience complains
after the doings
are done

even when a matter
seems decided––
the lightest breeze
summons a
hurricane
& reason is
scattered away

in this world
things change––
& turning points are buried
in sand

somewhere within your
self
you know
what you must do––

don’t be afraid

the wind will take you
where you’re going––
& the river is never
lost