Adrift
like a raft
On
the unstable
Ever-changing
surface
Of
the mist-hidden vastness of the ocean
I
thirst for the shore
Or
a beacon of light
That
would carry me onwards
Somewhere
Even
if it were the very edge of the desert
From
whence to explore
Yet
another vastness
Of
burning sands
Or
the silence of starlit darkness
Thirsting
and hungry
My
mind in constant resonance
As
it is filled with emptiness
For
the little knowledge I possess
Is
not enough to fill even a niche
Of
that vast subterranean cave
Craving
for direction I look for its walls
That
I may grope towards an opening
Or
at least circumscribe
The
dimensions
That
my inner eye does not see
And
my senses
Through
my finger’s touch
Does
not fathom