Soft Ambiguity

In the hazy calm that soft

ambiguity provides,

You can let it all go free

and dance with the tide.

Maybe mamba coming in.

Or sweet salsa going out.

Either way, you just flow

And eventually make strides

To your mystery . . .

Your private surprise.

Later, crossing still water

In that favorite disguise.

Your secrets remain safe;

You’ve got nothing to hide.

They say the role

Wasn’t written for you.

You can’t handle foils

Or pronounce adieu.

It gets worse with the

Angst the third act brings;

You can’t find your sword

Or tighten loose strings.

The market remains light

For pointless musketeers

And equally slim for

Clumsy puppeteers.

But you’re committed;

You must act out the part.

If you eschew all logic

And just go with the heart,

You can say hi to that realm

Where true focus resides

In that hazy calm that soft

Ambiguity provides.