It's Just There

for which we hunger
steals the show,

breathes against the
back of our necks
raising short hairs of
delight and apprehension;
it consumes and
pacifies, destroys
and enlightens as it
pushes us down dark
tunnels and sets us
afloat like lily pads
on nocturnal ponds;
it alters our vision
and what we notice
blurs within its own
reputation of insights
too delicate to be touched,
yet, too dense to be
transformed into light;
for which we hunger
burns in the core
of our souls, leaving
us helplessly in love
with the quest.

13Jun14