Searching.

It seems we all are doing that;

To answer the question

What is within us?

What makes so special

And yet so different.

Rene’ Descartes “I think therefore, I am”.

I am,

I am!

I am?

I am what?

I don’t know.

What are you?

Do you know?

Hunting.

Within, but

Our own conceived fear –

The prey,

Desire –

The predator,

For truth

For knowing

For comfort;

Finding.

It seems we are always looking,

But peering could unlock it;

Once you see,

You cannot unsee

Once you know,

You cannot unknow

Discovering.

Who we are,

Fighting with the scale,

To answer what is within us

But the real question is

Do we really want to know?