Serene Transcedence

Serene Transcendence

I am still waiting. I am not sure what it is, but I am craving for an answer. It's all only a state of mind, I know.

But in between the lines, I long to hear his voice at the end of a long corridor. I need his love and his approval. I need something and I am not sure what it is.

Sweet mystery. Losing myself in the dark, trying to see with my tactile senses, and breathe with my heart.

Where we all go, when the silence comes?

I lye in the dark and wonder what is made of a star, if not a dreamer conspiracy. Is only light, but we made it brighter. I wish upon a star but I am still looking for my answers. I still trying to find the reasons why.

I lye naked in a wet grass lost in the dark. The full moon shines above me. I feel small, I feel confused, I feel loved. But I still want to hear his voice.

I just want to be sure. Suddenly I realize that I will never know. The Universe, with its billions stars and planets and Van Allen belts is beyond everything my imagination could conceive. I loose myself in the milk way and I navigate to the road which has no end.

Ana Frantz