Never sure where it leads me to next
but I am following it with trust
I endear it but do not hold it for long
There is not even path to explore
and that's the very beauty
that words are capable of creating
from reality, but no need to end there
to spiritual, but not completely out of smoke
clouds are closest if there is any shape resembling it
with some core of focus agglomerate
Goals are not necessarily the end target
the moving dynamics are
Each presence is to treasure
and is to let go
any metaphor or not
the thoughts were there
the heartbeats were there
and dreams were dispersed just as quickly