He couldn’t make out the truest picture,
but did his best to dive deeper and deeper into the blur.
Drawing from his personal well of insights,
his best guesses revealed themselves as mere conjecture.
Finding that what his mind could wrap its way around
his hands struggled to touch.
And where his feet found ease
at times, ran counter to his will.
And he struggled to move at all because he couldn’t settle on which impulse to follow.
Not seeing that through his searching, his uncertainty had in fact caused so many doors to swing open.
Giving him a broader opportunity for vision than certainty ever would have allowed him.
His attempt to see anything
gave him a better chance at seeing everything.