Lost

 

I am sitting here with my eyes closed

But I am staring at the Sun there

And playing with the wind

And smiling at the waters.

 

It is quite quiet here

But there my feet are tapping,

My body waving and the fingers moving the strings

To the rhythm of the earthly sounds.

 

Around here I see emptiness

There, there is hope and peace,

Meaning and learning,

Senses and life.

 

A part calls it a whim, a part happiness

A part doesn’t understand why

A part defines as a pleasant lie

But a part is just watching

The lost being slowly searching (itself).