In the beginning I sink ,
Slow…
yet as fast as sound and the mind.
Deep down into an abyss,
Hidden…
Buried with time.
A feeling…
Thoughts form before my wandering eyes.
Yet they are closed. They know…
Incomplete…
Moments elude …
They grace what knowledge knows.
As if pieces are missing from my soul
Taken…
Hidden…
in plain sight
*
Panicking I feel holes in my heart.
Throbbing and alive.
My soul.
I know.
I must go to fill these holes.
Dull the subtle pain
Yet this moment finds me insane
*
All I ever needed
I misplaced along the way
As I backtrack
I miss the path
Further and further I go
I can not find my heart
I can not find my soul
I scream
My screams are muted
Muted by a place that is beyond sound
Movement in the distance I see
I run
My legs moving as fast as permitted
So fast
In this place there are no rules
I can fly
*
In the distance I see over the hills
Pieces of my soul are there
The holes from my heart
But the darkness produces shadows
I want to see clear figures in the opaque sky
I want to dance with the shadows of the moon
I want to put in words what I see
Simultaneous and Impossible
I need to complete my soul
I need to finish this dream
*
Every moment of this place collapses
My dream retracts
Back and forward
It is understood
somewhere
just not here
In a world where there are no boundaries
In a moment that spans a lifetime
I understand
My dream culminates with a realization
Not taken
Simply Free
In this place with no boundaries
*
Just in time for the journey back to my slumbering body
My soul weary
Yet happy
Solace found for my mind
With my souls completion
My heart and soul alight
With Love
With Knowledge
But was it real?
As I dreamed it?
Or perhaps I was the dream
Of chaos
In this place with no boundaries
it reaches me
*
sometimes I wonder what it is I really am thinking.
sometimes I wonder what it is I really am feeling.
sometimes it just makes no sense. it makes me tired.
~enreal
Journals Of Enreal 
This brings to mind that saying you hear about not looking back at the closed doors behind you or you will miss the open ones in front of you or something like that….but you have to ask yourself….when you feel lost or like you have forgotten something along the way that you need to go back….find it….answer the questions before you move on….
In going back….do you just feel more lost than before….maybe even if the steps are small….we are to keep moving forward….maybe new things will inspire and invigorate our tired lost thoughts….bring meaning and clarity….
or maybe we can find a little bench along the way and just sit a bit…to catch our breath….we can sit together and keep it warm for any others feeling the same….
such a thoughtful write today enreal….you always stir my senses…..
My dear friend… like attracts like and we are one in the senses… thank you for being on this journey
…All I ever needed
I misplaced along the way…
As often happens, your words speak to me; a language my inside hears. Thank you enreal, I always feel a bit less of a stranger, a stranger wherever, after visiting.
Pearl
Pearl… many years have passed on our journey and I am blessed to hear your voice when ever you speak to my words… thank you