I want to dance the sun away to see your tide of visions wash up on moonlit shores.
I want to dive into the deepest of oceans to hear the beating of your heart signing the ancient history of our beginnings.
I want to breathe in the cold arctic air so you can show me how you stoke a lonely dying coal.
I want to empty my mind into nothingness so you can tell me if there is a meaning in my direction among the living.
Who are you?
Will I ever be near you or are you here already?
Are you a muse or an endless dark void?
Perhaps you are just an illusion.
A struggle between a mind, its body and soul.