my mind keeps insisting I am lost
that Tuesday a week ago when I took that left turn at briliant idea
there’ve been nothing but deadends and unrecognizable vistas
I insist nonetheless that I know the way home
telling head the same message heart is sending
that even if there is a turn around
needed here now is courage
to crest the hurdles of ambiguity and uncertainty
-for these are after all only unexplored terrain not the camp of a cannibalistic tribe-
courage it is and strength and some might that can look like stubborn but isn’t
courage so that the feral hamster scurrying in my head
will tire rest easy and go back to nibbling around the edges