It breaks the mind, but you keep seeking.
A feeling, emotion that you’ve never felt
And, no matter how hard you search
Once it’s lost, it’s gone forever;
Like the shell you dropped on the beach
That I looked for so long to find
Just so it might bring a smile to you face.
But the waves carried it to oblivion
And would not listen to reason.

It eats you alive, yet you adore the tingling
Of it gnawing at the edges of your mind;
A problem that you can’t solve-
A riddle that has no answer-
Because riddles were meant to tease.
And nothing teases quite like
The thought of you and me.
But you can’t catch a wisp
In your bare hands.

It seeks definition, for you do do the defining.
But you won’t define it
So stop trying.
Because it’s not meant for you
It’s meant for the heroes of lore
That we read about when we’re young,
That trick us into thinking that
We too can visit the stars,
Or save the kingdom,
Or find that sacred treasure
That sits at the end of every rainbow.

It needs breath more than we -
To nurture,
To soothe,
To care for.
Because once we let it shrivel
Death might be preferable
To knowing what was,
Or what could be
But isn't.