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.
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