The Reversal of Two

My current place is one of patience and of waiting. Nothing lies on this road before me except the present absence of clarity. It's a nice day outside, one that drifts from the cusp of warmth to the very tip of chilly, but never fades beyond that. Even as the wind picks up with the coming of nightfall, I still sit, unmoving, unblinking, as I stare out into nothingness. There is peace just outside of my grasp, the answer to all that I seek. But I cannot reach far enough, cannot find enough insight to see what is right in front of me, though I am aware of its very presence.