Looking

My hands are still
searching,
like the direction of music
conducting through a
weightless air.

My thoughts hold on,
sometimes frantically
and other times with light
shadows and echoes
that make me feel as if I'm
floating above

clouds, cities, universe.

I'm still waiting
for the answer to show,
and no one can tell me,
I must find you on my own....
leaving what I perceive
to look through something
courageously.

1/15/2012