Between Uncertainty And Still Waters

This is not a conducive place to occupy Offering both hope and hopelessness Glimpses of joy and sorrow All wrapped under the same veil of mystery A monument of mercy and a tomb of tears Closely intertwined mysteries that surround my life A sharp knife that stabs the fiber of being Or a ray of light that awakens the spirit Between uncertainty and still waters I stand surrounded by gusts of wind And enveloped by the Silence within Like a capsule of life that is swallowed in haste I am consumed by the fear of the unknown At the same time illuminated by the rays of hope Between uncertainty and still waters I refuse to listen to the sounds of hopelessness Fusing my being with the stillness of eternity I am a fortified beacon of hope A river that is submerged in stillness and refuses to be awakened from its slumber My body, mind and soul are united in their quest The summit of my being is a place of faith, hope and Love Between uncertainty and still waters I choose the pedestal of hope to be my companion ©Kenneth Maswabi