What Will Become Of Me?

“The true value of man is not determined by his possession, supposed or real, of Truth, but rather by his sincere exertion to get to the Truth. It is not possession of Truth by which he extends his powers and in which his ever-growing perfectability is to be found. Possession makes one passive, indolent and proud. If God were to hold all Truth concealed in his right hand, and in his left only the steady and diligent drive for Truth, albeit with the proviso that I would always and forever err in the process, and to offer me the choice, I would with all humility take the left hand. ”
― Gotthold Ephraim Lessing

 I know not of the way to go,

I have turned from this way on to that,

Quickly losing faith in it all,

Emotion as a theif to my logic,

As I grasp the handle once more,

And turning I open another door,

But the fear if I enter,

What will become of me?

And in the motion of my step,

This fear would cast in stone,

Ambition as once had shone,

Of the truth which lay within...

I would be that which I wish,

If it weren't fleeting from my glimpse,

Of all that I am and could be,

Should I dare to be free...

Shall I conform once more,

To a dream of which I may be proud,

When I know not which way to go,

Or even where I may be found...

Shall I abide in false security

In the elusive pursuit of liberty?

I can't tell the difference anymore...

If I lie still and just be...

What will this world make of me?

May I exist?

By Fred Vasaturo