This gray mood I don’t feel like elaborating
Yet, I'm back again drawn to the board
Coaxing out of silence
Shades of colorless hue
And reaching out for a sense of
The all most something
What is it?!
Prodding painfully
The edge of my perception
Sharpens itself
Might I see, perhaps
What is waiting impatiently
To be recognized here
Searching for clues
The mystery holds my hand
And wonders
Speculating wildly
