Spinning, yet turning in cycles
I’m writing by reading into subscriptions
Wandering but still gaining entry
Searching for direction, watching reflections
Psyche is protecting and projecting ruin
Sight is granted when blind to its movements
Units of multiple applications answering to ONE
Questioning the Answers replacing an inquiry
Hearing requirements through a sensing
Meanings are defined in leaving impressions
Where is Why?
When is Now.....
Lost in Profound
Finding me by believing in changing scenery
Journey is yet a trip into the formality
Speed is steady as eyes intending for discovery
Belonging to rewards of returning to origins
Home be it sweet but vaguely unfamiliar
360 degrees rotating initiated by 180 degrees turning
Burning the frozen planting of false philosophy
Seedling is rising in growing bodies producing
I AM, never assuming what suppose to be entertaining
Enlightening obscurity traveling in nature’s soliloquy
Victorious at the end of times seemingly suspended
Upheavals in buried peripherals illuminating pathways
Timing is everything when Lost in Profound!!!