Prairie

Searching for what is missing

Photo by Yuriy Bogdanov on Unsplash

There is nothing out there
my mind tells me, yet
the eye lingers
on penciled horizon,
a pale line of sky.

There is something out there
my heart tells me, drawn
to fall of shadow
and light on wheat,
the infrequent vertical of trees.

There is some One.
my soul soars out there
beyond the barriers self-imposed,
I search for what is missing.

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