The search?

I’m searching for something, but I don’t know what it is,
I’m searching for someone, but I don’t know where they are,
I’m searching for myself, but I elude me,
 
A paradox of answers I have, the questions I do not know,
I live for the discovery of excitement,
For the belief in finding something better,
 
Something worth my excavation,
But when I find it all, what will I do,
For will there be nothing left to explore?

(January 2002)

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