I have not seen anything
I’ve looked and looked
But nothing, nothing.
My soul cries
Hoping to hear a answer
A answer for all these tears.
My feet do walk the world over
Treading, walking
Walking to find sacred ground
Where I can lie
Lie next to things that happened
Long ago, so profound.
Is this my journey’s life
A life lived seeking answers
Where answers are not to be found.
I hope, hope this is not
What will be
Will come to be around.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2020