World

The world beckons, it calls, it screams at me as though I am lost

In the middle of a dark desert

Bombarded with mirages on every side

I hear, I listen, I move towards the sound

I slip, I fall, I lose my footing

Losing ground, reverting back to my place of origin

The sound intensifies, it multiplies

Faced with illusions and voices from every direction

I'm disheartened

Unable to close my eyes and ears

For then I would be totally in the dark

Which is worst

Total darkness or sensory overload

But am I asking the wrong question

Which is better

The peace of total darkness

The knowledge of not knowing

Comfortable with the mysteries that surround me

Complacent with the idea that I may never unlock them

Apprehension disguised as a blessing

What if I chose the sensory gifts

Dreams, Visions, Perspective, Diction

Revelations on every side

Purposed for my understanding

Divined for my discernment

Prescribed for my inspiration

I take a moment

Plagued once again with these decisions

Decisions that have trapped me in an endless loop

An eternal struggle

But do I have that long

Will time stand still for me to catch my breath

Or is time a mirage too

Laughing at me during my time of indecision

Waiting on me to make a choice

Well time, me too