A Veritable Cornucopia of Alternatives

Alas, I look at my options and I panic Bewildered by my choices that feel so gigantic Clarity seems a bit elusive right now Dastardly and evasive to me somehow Establishing an anchor is what I should do For that would improve my point of view Grasping for answers that dangle on the cliff Hoping they're not written in hieroglyphs Inevitably, they require a Rosetta Stone Jargon jealously guarded by my evil clone Knowing the searching is part of the solution Lamenting the struggle in my elocution Meditation on the Word is my only plan Never failing me in my whole lifespan Odds and ends conspire to be a distraction Perfidious doppelganger desires inaction Quit guiding me into this nebulous analysis! Rid me of this spiritual paralysis! Send me alacrity and precision of thought That I might be worthy of what I was taught Ubiquitous indecision depart from my heart Vacuous hesitance, you've no wisdom to impart While I am still filled with God-given breath Xerosis of my body and soul will halt until death Yearning for the truth and hope will succeed Zero energy will be spent on despair or misery 12-7-2016