I tread slowly
On an uneven path;
A path of bitter
Sweetness, a path
Of simple complexity.
Hushed shadows of the
Past stillness linger
Around me. Hello? Are
You still here? I want
To ask you for directions.
Can you show me
The way? But I
Do not know what
I am looking for.
Do you?
I want to understand
Myself before I
Understand the world;
The conscience is
To be addressed
Before the crowd.
But I do not know
How.
I am wondering,
Wandering; A
Vagabond of
Sorts. Show me
The silver in the
Silver-lining. Show
My soul to
Myself.
Only then can I progress.
Only then can I discover.