How to Befriend Uncertainty

Poetry

A poem by Prartho Sereno.

barefoot dancer

Come,
sit a while
in the seat by the window—
near the birds, who have shaken off
their dreams and opened themselves
to this never-to-be-again day.

Today we won’t be asked
to bumble along the beaten byways.
For Uncertainty has come;
she is our unexpected houseguest.
Put on the water, set out the homemade jam.

Uncertainty will listen with us
as our bagels pop
from the toaster’s dark mouth.
As the teakettle wobbles
on her deep blue flame
and the coffee grounds weep
their pungent bittersweet sobs. 

The truth, of course, is
that although she’s Mystery’s Child
with no history and no proper name—
she has always been with us.

If you wake in the night,
you can hear her hum as she busily
prepares our day. She is the one
who wakes us each morning,
to drizzle new questions
into our imagination, new stories,
new colors and light.

The wind is her breath.
Her body is the water
we bathe in and drink.

Uncertainty, with the soul of a gypsy,
knows the unpaved roads
to gratitude by heart.
She is our barefoot dancer
come to show us a multitude
of ways to bless the ground.

But of certain things—
like tomorrow—
she knows nothing,
and because of this,
her love knows no bounds. 

Come close now…
she waits, like she always has,
to give all she has—
a love for each of us,
as silver as tomorrow.

Prartho

Prartho is a poet, artist and designer. She is Marin County’s fourth Poet Laureate (California) – prarthosereno.com

 

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