Blind Seeker
Somewhere out in the night
A lonely one calls
Seeking that which was never lost.
In it's sad head
It cannot comprehend
What is all around.
The deep indigo night
surrounds it's soul
Yet it will not see
The twinkling starlight.
Open eyes do not see
What the heart requires.
Resignation brings on the search.
Padding across the earth
The lonely one travels far,
Far from home,
Always wondering.
What is the purpose in all this?
All around, in every branch,
And drop of water lies the answer.
Elizabeth Munroz
June 1990
