“Where were you?” was the greeting shot
I looked up startled and again struggled to answer.
“Oh, you always have to look so clueless?
My parents loved me but clueless they were too.
How to handle such a child
Who aroused such muddled emotions
To hug gently or violently shake?
How to guide one so lost?
What ailed me?
We knew not

Clinking glasses, flowing beer
Warm bondings and abundant cheer
Am having a jolly spell
Yet my eyes often go astray
Leaving this *** behind
Friends are hurt perhaps
Why do I do that? What do I search?
Is their company not good enough?
Alas, I still know not

My dear spouse, you, I deeply love,
You anchor my ship that tends to drift
Your tender touch
Your soft breath a gentle breeze
Your head on my shoulder
As we sleep in warm embrace
Pure peace and bliss
Yet when I wake up, I often drift
My unblinking eyes stare blankly ahead
What is amiss?
Perhaps missing me, you hold my hand
To bring me back?
So much love - am I not blessed?
Then why do I wander off?
What do I want?
I may sound like a broken record,
but I really know not.

I put on my shoes and step out the door
Once again I walk and walk and walk and walk
To find that I’ve reached some unknown shore
What place is it? Am I lost?
Then I remember what a wise man once said
And I know at once that
“Wandering I may be, but lost I am certainly not”
Then why do I wander?
What do I seek?
Years of wandering perhaps now giving a glimpse
Not sure though, could it be
Myself that I seek?

How long will I take?
I know not