Upon the outer rims
of human communication
away from the mundane,
the easily accessible

minds that feel and think,
souls that reveal

adventurers of spirit,
they who venture far
with absolute vulnerability
and exposure

It's in bliss,
in deeper meaning
a lonely place
far out in the ocean

though like Columbus,
the poet brings it back

the farther she goes,
the more obscure
the meaning

there's no material reward
in this seeking
so why must they go?

revealing a thing,
beyond human communication
a deeper calling
and higher honor,
not honor amongst men
but of creation

accessing places,
and sharing them with others
through our only medium
that is poetry