The Search Continues

days pass

the search continues

drifting between knowing and not

remembering and forgetting

feeling and thinking

a wanderer

a straggler I am

moved by the light of stars

that live in each persons eye

thirst of a thousand year drought

rush through these delicate veins

attention passes the trees and road

fixated on the inner light

only a visitor to these passing

places, faces and fazes

finding my way back home

it is felt in every breath

adorned in every touch

translucent steps lead to no place

yearning rises

it ignites a flame

it burns the charade

false promises

unjust pursuits

as the smoke disperses

the mirrors are broken

silence is apparent again

every home a step

every step is home

from presence

I am birthed

a watcher of all

life passes by

from me

it unfolds