Here I am;
trying to welcome imagination,
asking reality to take a pause,
waiting for familiarity among sweeping glances.

I am stuck;
climbing up and down the cruel ropes life,
grasping for air & light,
succumbing to the darkness.

I wonder;
where the sounds come from,
when silence will come back,
searching for harmony among the noise.

And I am lost again;
in the vast vague plain,
through cycles of happiness & loneliness,
wandering all alone constantly risking flight or fall.