We search,

search for something new,

something beyond ourselves,

something we’ve only met 

in the misty corners 

of our imaginations. 

We hope,

hope for the newness

to never fade–

despite what history

tells us–

hope that doubt

stays in the outskirts 

of our reality. 

We break,

in our efforts to find

this missing link in

the chain,

our steams fray 

as we assume our 

search frugal. 

We rebuild,

through the breakage 

and the fraying 

and the heartache,

we rise with our 

spirits in hand,

bruised and worried

but hopeful once again. 

We search


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