How to Befriend Uncertainty - Prartho Sereno

[Larry Robinson]

How to Befriend Uncertainty 


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, as she always has, 
to give all she has—
a love for each of us, 
silver as tomorrow.

	- Prartho Sereno
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