On Certitudes And Confusion Responsum M.C. Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

Between dark doubt, blind certitudes
mind's moods may oscillate, its feuds
through trial fire pass as magic flute
shows way to grasp essentials, moot
points transmute to clarity
confusion fades, feels parity.

Between light dreams and darkness dread,
between the calls of heart and head,
what now seems natural, in season,
appeared beforehand to blind reason,
delusion on delusion fed,
tied more to past than core ahead.

Two back, three steps unlimited
move onward, optimistic tread
uncertainties would swiftly seize on,
turn topsy-turvy, hope agrees on
bridging gaps, when all is said
can confidently forward thread
fair future, neither leading, led.
Instead of lead feel fresh wings spread,
symphony soul sated keys on,
euphoria, joys none should sneeze on.
Optimism looks ahead,
shreds barricades, all trammels shed.

As preconceptions fragile food
for thought provide, hope's eyes are glued
to fresh perspectives, dreams, once mute,
may finally bear luscious fruit,
excitement and serenity
cohabit in prosperity.