What is it like to be sure?
Of what is yet to be..
Or to calmly endure
The ill-fitting pieces of Reality
How does it feel to be Certain?
of being completely right
and not have eyes for the Grey
Between the Black and White
What would it be like to make friends
With the Road and walk alone
and trust it to give a dream
across the seas and the timezones
What is it like to know
That even in this man-made Reality
of Planes, Borders and Passports
There is still much room for Uncertainty!