I was lost in between pages; every flip took me deeper.
From mere words I created images; dead to everything around, but alive in another world.
Now, I was a boy on a soul’s errand, trying to listen and follow the right sound.
A minute I was a shepherd tending to my sheep, happy and alive
The next I was in a desert, one with dunes and tormented by ghosts of the sand
Maybe it was the struggle to thrive and survive,
Or the quest for purpose and encounters with omens difficult to understand
Maybe it was the maps that held the treasure that was enthralling
Or the journey to a future unknown that was calling.
I was lost in the construct of my mind; Deep in thought, it reflected on my countenance.
Eager, under the sheets of my bed, to leave cruel reality behind,
But it followed me and themed my alternate world, a callous dance to a fantastic rhythm. Now, I was a girl tormented by delays and terrible nights,
No distractions to keep my mind in awe and at peace
Reality gnawed at me in the place of my escape, that was not right!
So I blotted out images and dismissed memories.
Maybe it was the truth of this adventure that scared me
Maybe it was the fact that all was not peachy that chased me.
Flip after flip, fantasy after fantasy; I was open to the sadness and happiness of life
Aware of everything it held, all its intricacies
Like an old couple; how well the husband knows his wife.
Maybe I was wrong again, maybe I knew nothing at all
So, like the boy, I listened to the language of nature
I hearkened to every sound, every movement and waited on her call
Maybe then I’d have a glimpse into the map that ascertained the future
Maybe it was the uncertainty of life that kept me a-searching like those old sages
Maybe it was just pure curiosity that kept me in between pages
Like I ran in between books hungry for answers,
My soul is on an errand to find purpose and relevance
But these waters are turbulent, and I will need more anchors
This is a wild race, not a strut or a walk exuding elegance
I hope I don’t lose faith, hope and heart
I hope I don’t get lost in temporary bliss and tawdry fun
I hope the distractions and downtimes don’t tear me apart
I hope to stay true to my pretention and continue on
I hope to discern my omens like the boy did
I hope to find my treasure like the boy did.
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There’s great hope for the future despite the downturns in life’s journeys
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