at a point we arrive

each step that comes seems to give us pause
there's reason here for doubt and for derision
we question both our luck and our depth vision
and wonder whether we're effect or cause
but we make our way without need for applause
our minds are made up we've made the incision
into the matter of life itself with due precision
we've obtained the fullest approbation of the laws
never before have we gone down this road
each step's uncertain and the way is very long
but each step brings us so much nearer the goal
we do not worry about cargo for the load
is suited to our backs and we shall be strong
enough to make the whole journey seem a stroll