An Ode to My Gut

For when I am doubled in doubt
Fighting on the fear frontier
With reason lost or unfounded
I will read this again, to remind myself.

I will place my hands atop my belly
And close my eyes to see
If I can reach into the dark
To pluck with precision,

The Answer.
The Way,
and the Truth.
It will be there, alright.

Buzzing around others, from a land Before
That have served their purpose
And have since lay down to rest,
Content. Exhausted.

If I could place an ear to my soft rise,
I would surely hear it coming.
A locomotive from a tunnel
With its lights on.

Surrender my head that belies logic
Forgo the Queen of Hearts,
and her endless negotiations.
And tune only the channel of instinct.

Pure. Resounding.

Infallible navigator,
Primitive animal.
Sensory genius,
Selfless companion.

May I tread the path that leads me first to your door
So that my when I am mirrored
I can avoid the reflection of my eyes
that speaks,"I told you so..."