The Search

A poem about those who aren't living the moment.

                            The Search

Through musty dampness
of an alleyway
soulful screams sail
from far away,
echoing off walls,
down deserted halls,
searching...    searching
for the sign,
floating through time,
unfound,
as if planted
underground,
or deep in shadow
from the sun,
hoping to be seen
by just one
who is,  in blindness,    looking
for trust in truth,
lighting the way
for those who do,
down rocky paths
to a resting place
lost for those
who lost their faith,
in something, somewhere,
along the way,
the here,  the now,
this moment ... today.