Quietly led.

I don’t quite know where to place myself,
Amidst this world that’s shifting.
I’m trying to find something to grasp,
To stop me from just drifting.
There isn’t time to think right now,
But that’s better than to dwell.
Encouraging my mind to mull it through,
Would be no less than hell.
So I’ll go on, not quite knowing,
My place or my goal.
I’ll just keep being me,
Being quietly led by soul.