Chambers of Secrets

I embarked on a journey, In search of something that was not written, If it was written, perhaps only in part, With missing pages, if it ever existed. I traversed meadows, Sojourned across turbulent seas, Tunneled through the night, And walked through the heart of the deep. I was relentless in my search, Undaunted in my pursuit; I encountered the strange, Almost cloaked by the unknown. In my exhausting journey, I met a sage, Who understood my plight with just a few words. He told me that mysteries are not found in caves or mystical staffs, Nor at the distant ends of the earth, But within humans and their chambers of secrets. January 23, 2024.