by Nick Andrea
Entering deep into the Abyss
once again, once again
my own little cave
deep, deep within,
Uncertainty is the mantra, here,
but one thing is surely clear:
whatever is true to be seen
must, must come from within me.
Sorry, darlin,’ I’d love to have answers for you
to tell you it’ll all be okay,
that I’ll be back soon;
but, for better or for worse
this is the nature of the dive:
to put all we know in a coffin,
if need be,
to watch it die.
But, you can be sure of one thing:
that at the end of this hero’s journey
this hanged man will sing,
even though what tune it’ll be I cannot say –
if I knew that, I wouldn’t be writing this, today.
But, with a smile now this I’ll say,
it’s all okay,
it’s all okay.
Whither I emerge,
it’ll be my path, for sure.