Coming Or Going Not

Coming Or Going Not by Odin Roark Such might be the way Where bearings Like yin and yang Energize one another How early we pick goals Paths seems endless We start Yet quickly find interest off course Amidst the untraveled choices We find flower-covered tundra Unexpected ruts Fissures beneath Deep recesses of chance Unchartered lessons Part way We question Go East West Ascend Descend At some point The vortex of decision Swirls our sense of harmony We panic as if to stumble Only to find Without submitting to the precarious We learn not our balance We ask Without such equanimity Can the markers ever be ignored? To be consummate That sense of not needing To be coming or going Where all signposts are faceless Is to know one’s true heading The being in exquisite sync With the now