when we wind up

is anyone's guess


our choices guide down

every false path in the tangle


but your wits will keep you

on some kind of course


even if it leads back to the hell

from which you started


I doubt my feet

I doubt my sense of direction

I doubt the Love that alleges to guide me


and in that I have no doubt

in this we are all One

the same One the only One...




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