Through the meadow in the night
I creep, cautiously testing for
The errant leaf, the careless twig
Eschewing the well-trodden path
In pursuit of…
Achieving calluses, I think wryly
Though I know that isn’t my aim
It is out here, amid the darkness that I come
To find the flickers
To chase the embers
That are so tantalizingly near
Beckoning like a siren’s song
The journey is a myriad of emotions
This pursuit- my internal odyssey
And if I attain my desires- what then
Will there be nirvana- eternal nothingness?
Will I be consumed- like Icarus?
Or will it be an endless labyrinth
With the end only being the beginning
It isn’t clear, however,
My feet do not falter, save
On those stray rocks and twigs
The chase is what consumes me.
I creep, cautiously testing for
The errant leaf, the careless twig
Eschewing the well-trodden path
In pursuit of…
Achieving calluses, I think wryly
Though I know that isn’t my aim
It is out here, amid the darkness that I come
To find the flickers
To chase the embers
That are so tantalizingly near
Beckoning like a siren’s song
The journey is a myriad of emotions
This pursuit- my internal odyssey
And if I attain my desires- what then
Will there be nirvana- eternal nothingness?
Will I be consumed- like Icarus?
Or will it be an endless labyrinth
With the end only being the beginning
It isn’t clear, however,
My feet do not falter, save
On those stray rocks and twigs
The chase is what consumes me.
