There is a certain uncertainty Living between expectation and dread Where the only certain certainty Given is the certainty of the dead With the question answered finally With a finely certain finality Everyone knows how that story goes Somehow or knows how for now no one knows Wanting to know when one does instead To haunt in between then uncertainly Looking ahead but looking around For whatever certainty might be found I never know where until I go Wherever but get there still even so Seeing things I have not seen before And having been then now being some more Going beyond whatever I know I keep going knowing uncertainty Letting the present surprise my eyes When better than knowing I realize The coming to me of what to be Not knowing but better than not to be Around every turn something to learn Becomes a discovery to discern By uncertainty I certainly Feel what is real in my reality Certainty comes later life goes on Uncertainty how for now until gone But how is enough to know as I Go knowing how certainly might be why Steven Curtis Lance