Lost In the World, Not My Mind.

It's identity I know not It's place I know not where Yet I yearn to feel it's touch I look for understanding Perhaps it may not be understood This nothingness is my passion it's identity is left to wonder in thy mind how to acknowledge what is not there I'm blind to it's magnitude To solve would be out of it's realm To define that which has no words What to make of this. It's absolute, or concrete in thy head It's a question which there are no tools to solve It's infinite Do others feel the same Where is it? My mind is it's temple And to those who wish to see To those who wish to seek I have been on the voyage far to long Still I run on curiosity For I have peered into it's core A place where there is no life A place where existence is that in itself existent I wish to peer like so into thy world And not to be soaked up by this sponge I say this yet I still sit on a dock and watch I still in some way admire it's place But life is to important to loose to loose to something that should be insignificant to the joys of life Laughter, Poetry, Communication, Art, Family, Friends, Ideas, the Children, Philosophy, These the gifts of life My mind must focus elsewhere On a world with unimaginable beauties I wish to explore your world God. I wish to experience the very experiences you wish for me to partake For 10 long years I have been lost amongst it's magnitude I wish to be lost amongst yours You built a beautiful world I wish to be lost in the world, Not lost in my mind.