I am certain
Of my uncertainty
Of this I’m sure
I don’t know what to
do
Or what I want
I’m sorry I’m in such
a muddle
After half a century
One would think
I should be sure and
certain
Yet truth be told
Now I’m on the down
ward slope
I’m full of doubt and
disbelief
I’m sorry I’m in such
a muddle
Ancient Faith said
Ask and you shall
receive
And so I asked and
asked and asked some more
But I did not receive
I thought I had enough
belief
I thought my trust was
strong enough
But seems I must have
had some uncertainty
I’m sorry I’m in such
a muddle
Modern Sages advise me
To visualise and see
They give techniques
to draw to me
What I want.
Yet what if what I
want
Is not what I really
need
And what if what I
really need
Has consequences I do
not see
I’m sorry I’m in such
a muddle
I am confused and in a
muddle
I am certain of my
uncertainty
And my vague ambiguity
Would be nice if I
could visualise
And draw to me a
wealthy man
And happy job
Or did I mean a happy
man
And wealthy job
Or was it the man who
was the job
And happiness wealth
You see I’m confused
and uncertain
I’m sorry I’m in such
a muddle
And so I ask that
perhaps
Within the next half
century
You might un-muddle me
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