Trying to somehow find this obscure place

For now I’m yearning, wanting sweet measure.

That inspiration we always desire,

Awaits our quiet reflection, found by

Longing and well thought out scenarios.

Once I sat on the hood of an auto

Imagining finding God, traveling

While the world around me remained the same.

Because we are always alone, our mind

Will create a vision in its silence.

I once felt spiritual connections

While contemplating just why I exist.

I did discover that all I wish for

blossoms in that solemn nature of love.