Essence of most valuable,
prize so illusive,
placed in my hands,
then stripped away.
Dream undreamable,
dreamt and realized,
Priceless treasure,
held in heart,
lost, but not
forgotten,
where,
why,
how.
Oh no!
Cup runneth over,
til knocked over,
and spilled over,
so now empty.
To find it,
to have it,
to hold it,
to lose it.
Oh no!
This is my life,
this empty place,
I placed myself into.
Climbing from this hole,
reaching for the light,
the stars,
the illusive,
the realized,
the treasure,
once more,
this lost,
but not,
forgotten.
