The Search

Reaching out to grasp mistful shadows of desire that
in sincere desperation gave breath to hope
that in love's cradle i will sleep

i dangle from uncertain cliffs
holding unto dreams that
disappears like wisps of smoke,
i took that step in your direction
where many stumbled as
the rumbling of tumbling trees

i set sail for my island
to anchor on lonely sands
in quest  for company as thorny rocks scraped my flesh bare

the sun sets yet
hope's faint physique breathes again
it may be  your country or another but
i know out there lies some fertile soil for me.