You

Sometimes you are lost
Occasionally you start to find yourself again
Almost crawling through the maze that could take you there
Dismissing effort to reason-
Reason that sometimes leads to confusion
And sometimes to nothingness

You feel like mercury
Floating like a vein clung to its sphere
Slowly navigating your own surface, melting, occasionally dripping around
And up the other side
Again pulled toward yourself by some bizarre magnetic force

Dancing, singing, rhyming, wondering, smiling, frowning, crying, loving, lying, exploring,
Trying
What is it that you're looking for?
Sometimes I wonder whether you're to know.

Copyright ©2005 Sarah Jean Cuddy