The Search

She wasn’t lost

She just didn’t use a map

And though her feet took her

Far from where she intended to go

She learned something along the way

“I don’t want to do what they want me to,”

She would say

“I only want to know.”

And when snow fell thick on her head

Blocking out the sun

Covering with cold

Even then

She kept walking

She had a destination in mind

But sometimes

The end is not what we seek

And so she waited for summer heat

To melt away the ice

But frost turns to flood

Sunlight beats beratingly

Turning warm starlight dreams

To sweltering nightmares

Though she didn’t seem to care

Carefully, finally

She climbed The Tree

Growing from the center of it all

Roots wrapped around you and me

And she stared into the beginning

“Why am I here,

Why are you there,

Why are we living,

Why do we care?”

With a tongue tied by trust

She thrust her words into the sky

And on high

A voice returned

Spurned by tilting time

“You are the question

You are the answer

But there is no truth

That cannot be altered.”

And the sky opened up

And into the nothingness she jumped

Twisting and turning

Until she was someone else

Someone she loved