Caterpillar Stew

Living in the unknown

is more comfortable as an idea

than it is a reality.

When we find ourselves

in the in-between, we cannot help

but reach out for stability,

flailing our arms

like the blindfolded negotiating

newly arranged furniture.

Alas, it is no use.

The exit and the answers

elude us, just beyond our imaginations.

Until we notice the caterpillar.

By seeking stillness in our stew,

the darkness will shed its shell.