Where Again?

Once the world is watching

there it is

always

next to me

something so freeing

it just has to be

What of that moment in time

when it becomes time

to say another line

in time to march worlds forward

to the end

until the end of time?

What of my mind?

What of it's search,

divine,

for the divine

in a time when it's jarring

even in rhyme

to mention but still

it has to be

even at that time?

In due time

I'm sure I will find

But 'til then it's to seek

while going out of my mind

taking two steps toward that direction

each time.

Reviews

[Karmee]

found this pretty deep, enjoyed the read

[Joel]

Thanks. What do you think of my other poems?