Being Willing To Not Know

Sometimes tumbling
Off the edge of safety
Of certainty
The narrow range
Of needing to know
Of tightly grasped guarantees
Of rightness
It’s smothering darkness
Visible only having fallen
Into the breathtaking vastness
The vivid bright flash
of open space between no more and not yet
Where possibilities dance and play
With the unshakable
Indestructible knowing
Trusting and trustworthy