Where

 

Where is the voice

That calls in the night,

That lingers by day

But slips from sight.

Just beyond reach

But still out at sea,

Except for the weight

It casts upon me.

Like a siren it beckons me

To my fate,

But when I arrive

I’m already too late.

Drowned in a pool

Of lost beginnings,

A bottomless pit

Of  never-ending searchings.

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