Consent

She asked me,
what do you seek ?
will this journey ,
bend you meek

I replied, the my path

goes through a tunnel

which never ends

where no light lies waiting.

She asked me

why go then?

Darkness and misery

Aren't for gentlemen

I replied its mystery, no misery

which beckons  me

for bleak night

doesn't mean stars will never be.

She asked me

what is this belief for

uncertainty should never be certain-ed

life is sunshine, rain and fog.

I said to certainties 

the world for which I set the sail

expects all clouds and thunders

and no pleasantries of Kind

She was content

No questions on her lips

all she could do was to

wish me luck and set me free.