After that moment when you’ve lost all reason
for going back where you started, when going ahead
is no longer a yes or no but a matter of fact,
you’ll need to weigh, on the one hand, what will seem
on the other, almost nothing and must choose
again and again, at points of fewer and fewer
chances to guess when and which way to turn.


That’s when you might stop thinking about stars
and storm clouds, the direction of wind,
the difference between rain and snow, the time
of day or the lay of the land, about which trees
mean water, which birds know what you need
to know before it’s too late, or what’s right here
under your feet, no longer able to tell you 
where it was you thought you had to go.