Always searching, just ahead
lies the answer, never said.
Like the shadow on the mirror, we sense it there
but can never quite pull it (in its entirety) from its lair.
And so, we try to compensate (with the little we perceive)
wondering always, in our minds, a tapestry of time it does weave.
Nothing is pure crystal, and
nothing is transparent clear
but we know that when it comes to us.
We must listen well, and hear!
it tells us, not in words or forms
but vibrations, deep and true
that tell us things, help us along
in all things that we do.
We know not where it comes from
nor to where it goes
we sense it to be energy
but no one really knows….