You Search
You search outside yourself
For you, the you, you imagine
When the voyage
Should be from the outer to the inner
In the world of things
You drown in empty choice
Always knowing
Always feeling
The truth
Of things
But you were always there
Right there
With yourself
You never left
The voyage is
One of becoming
One of returning
To you
You,
Are always there
Waiting
To be found
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