The Confusion Of Being

Whether I know it or not, I AM
Whether I see It or not, It Is.
 
 
I hear the clarion call,
To something greater than myself.
The mental structures I have built,
That give solidity to my being,
Are slowly crumbling and disappearing.
 
I don't know left from right,
I don't know right from wrong,
I don't know whether I am strong.
I see no future,
I see no past,
I don't know how long the present lasts.
 
I am confused, unsure, unclear.
The quiet mind has brought me here,
Clear answers are hard to find.
Yet, in the midst of this uncertainty,
I hear the call.
Is it the product of a sick mind?
One facing death?
Or, a true answer I am meant to hear?        
 
The answer says:
Confusion leads to clarity,
Live in the here and now.
For in that space God lives,
And life is real and flows as it is meant to do.
No problems, no questions, no answers.
Just life being a dancer
Beautifully moving and interbeing,
Creative and all-seeing,
In-and-of-itself.