I have worked too hard these past few years
convincing myself I have all the answers
and now after thousands of miles driving
and now after hundreds of miles walking
I am realizing as I sit in this cafe
that I do not even know shit about shit;

Now I am reduced to
a weary righteous traveller
trying finally to think before I write

…and absolutely nothing is coming out

Humility is a good fine place to begin…
but what in the spirit’s good world happens next?

af

(written with pen on paper)