When the night comes and its cold outside, I sit alone within myself wondering why. Where did it all begin, why do I exist, is existence a reality or just a dream within the existence of reality.
It turns and churns around weaving a mesh of fine intricate threads interconnected but still disconnected from the void of a chaos disoriented.Slowly emerging like a fine sheen of misty light.
I am because I am. I was because I was. I will be because I will be.
But somewhere the question arises do I co-exist or am I a lone wolf straying from the pack. Forever wandering in hopeless nights, howling at the moon, calling for the one who will listen to my call.
The lone wolf howls at the moon looking for answers to his want for loneliness and the moon smiles back, as if saying why ask me. "Don't you see i am alone too, but still i shine on, as the sun shines on me and leaves you in the dark.So i find my self glowing with the heat absorbed from another, cycle upon cycle for eons and eons through the ages.
Why do you seek ?
The lone wolf travels on to find his trail, in the wilderness of confusion overcome by the past, wandering into the unknown tomorrow. How can he tread all paths at once, where he could experience all and the whole . The choice is so hard and any pick could take him in any direction.So why did the moon say it is the journey that matters ?
One journey, would not show him all. So he has to find a way to look at the whole picture. Find the one who has seen it all.
So he howls at the moon and wanders on looking for the one...