How Can I Be Sure?

How can we be sure of anything?

the tide changes...

The wind that made the grain wave gently yesterday

blows down the trees tomorrow;

And the sea sends sailors crashing on the rocks,

as easily as it guides them safely home.

I love the sea

but it doesn't make me less afraid of it.

I love you

but I'm not always sure of what you are

and how you feel.

I'd like to crawl behind your eyes

And see the way you do,

Or climb through your mouth

And sit on every word that comes up through your throat.

Maybe I could be sure then...

Maybe I could know...

But would that help!!!