I am lost, but I am found
in my lostness.
This lostness is a great and sacred
limbo within the clear-cut boundary
Being lost is being alive, so I will take
this invigorating unease over
the certainty which awaits
on the horizon.
This darkness is nothing
compared to Darkness.
This darkness is actually Light.
Even when I cannot see,
I am aware of my blindness.
And this is the only Sight I need.