Let Me Know

And so it is, that i have been holding this earthen pot in my hands,
since as long as i can remember.

Knowing ever since that it is unbreakable.
God said so, and so it must be.

The seeds of doubt creep in one day though,
in spite of my resistance, in spite of eyes kept widely shut.

And then i crave to know, is it really so?
Is it really unbreakable? God help my disbelief.

There seems to be only one way to know, for sure.
To let it fall, to the test of time, surrender to the laws of gravity.

But i resist. Not knowing if it will break. Not knowing if it will remain.
Cursing this seed of doubt, that came from nowhere,
and cursing my need to know.

I pray. God, can i hold on to the pot and yet know the truth?
Is there another way? Can there be a divine revelation,
without my intervention?

No, says the Lord. For it is through choice, and your choice alone,
that you shall come to know, what it is and what it shall be.

There is only one way to know, to let it fall, to let it go,
to let me know.