Uncertainty

What is this thing that haunts me?
I lay wondering about the power of
What I do not know.
I work and have moments of doubt.
I sit, I stand, talk and walk.
The dark shadow will not go away.

I am destined to live a life of not knowing.
How do I know this, if I do not know.
I don’t know!
I am uncertain that anyone knows.
Or indeed, cares.

The window of my mind is not clear.
Constant wiping has only served,
To mark the clarity.
What is there? What is here?
Where am I going?
Take away my fear.

I am uncertain about my uncertainty.
I believe I am actually certain,
That I am the most certain person
I know.
Of that I am certain.
Of the extent of my certainty,
I am uncertain.