Second // I don’t know

I feel you, true heart

clutching at scripture,

demanding the gospel of science

to explain how it all works

and why.

I’ve heard a thousand truths

from a thousand mouths

I’ve taken cups of tepid water

from those who promised the ocean.

Be slow to trust the taste of certainty.

Abandon that life raft of false security.

Let us give ourselves back to the heaving sea.

Perhaps she already knows how to bring us to shore.