Bare: Straightforward Reply

I felt horribly depressed and discouraged, but for some reason it came to me: supposing I imagine I am the Buddha before all the Buddhas, the only Buddha, the original Buddha (if there ever was such a Buddha).

Then there is no one to guide me but me.

What do I do? How do I do this? How do I find my way?

The answer came at once.

I create my way.
Minute by minute,
I make the unfolding path.
With each step,
I construct the bridge,
as it grows.
The trail is blazed,
and it glows.
A beacon seen,
from miles away,
for others who may follow.

Then suddenly, I knew what I had to do,
and so I got up from my cushion,
and cooked supper.