the only way to know is to ask  no
the only way to know is to search the stars that glimmer deep inside the bowels of
self  then follow where they lead
never full conviction  no answers and directions mapped out 
oh how I desire  clarity 
that’s never real anyway
step one way  then another  or both  as if a dance
this procession of beginnings  sorting through experience  turns a little
human  into master  or god  of this one life