Dip for me
a ladle into that well
of endless potential
ever deepening knowledge
spin for me the water
that which contains
the glimpses of threads
of fate and potential.

Grant me the barest
inkling of this wondrous,
damnable knowledge,
afford me the will to realize
from those past time-processions
to the great
unknowable futures hence
proper action
else helplessness in the light
of uncertainty reign.

Waters of thought-life,
curse and yet hope,
burdensome weight
and lifting freedom.
All I ask
dip for me a ladle
into that well.