Poetry

A
great bird that settles in the heart of hearts
of all man, that which bends his will and sets his soul
aflame with desire and passion

The
fire that lights every action, reaction, proaction and detraction
the weight that wieghs heavily on his breast
as he searches high and low for an item that cannot exist in a simple word

Or
an object that can be attained through rigorous search and seizure
no deep and profound insights, revalations, sudden understanding of
an aspect as old as time and just as relentless

It
shall never lie an a complicated equation or years of a sorrow that has bathed
in repentance and careful resolve. no soul searching and shadows that chase you
thorough a dark alley with none but your past to confront and defeat

Simply
it lies in your heart
feuling every glory, every love, every tear shed through laughter and happiness
it is the inconspicuous shadow that follows you while you chase your tail searching for

An
existential piece of your soul that seems so lost but has never left because,
hope is the eternal light that will shine light when the darkness seems so alive
and once acknowledged will lead to the seemingly unattainable enigma we like to call

Peace