We, The Lost

I woke this morning and wanted to write something, so I did.  I began with one line and three words.  I opened my heart and the rest followed.  I hope you like it.


We, The Lost
We, the lost
Seeking the answers
That evade our every effort
Like wisps of mist
Those tendrils of grey
We try to grasp
To clutch in our fist
Fingers enclosed
Holding tightly
But forever gone

Where then shall we begin
To seek that which is to be,
That which is not yet ours to hold?
First, we have to known not where
But for what it is that we seek
Less we walk an eternity
Seeing yet never knowing
Our treasure was right there
A stretch of the hand
To seize and hold

How then will we know?
Job, career, success, money
House, car, vacation
The false gods of modern life
Leading us astray
Further and further from the truth
Blinding us to the obvious
The poisoned chalice
From which we are told
We must drink
Nay, we must gulp
If we are to find that which we seek

Not in that cup will you find it
To seek, is to know
And to know, is to find
There is one place
Where the truest true resides
It is you, it is the pure you
The very essence of life itself
Your soul has every answer
Gathered eons past
Different lives, one spirit

Then look inside and not without
For there is that for which you seek
The beating rhythm of life
That one song of truth
Written for you
And only for you
That you may one day
Wake up from the slumber
As the bird sings at dawn
Hark now, hear its words
Its gentle call
Heed the song of the light
And together,
Shall you go forth
Dear precious heart
Walk with me.

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