A Country Wordsmith

An Outcast

I no longer belong to this world .
An alien do I seem to myself.
A person who lived among earthly affairs,
Have soared up to the bodies celestial.
\'He\' ponders over the laws, patterns;
Guiding the realms, tiny and gigantic.
With unfathomable curiosity and yearning for,
Unfolding the secrets of the unknown.
His mind yearns to answer \'the unanswered \'.
And ask questions \'unprecedented \'.
It dreams of visiting \'unvisited \'
Scale up the distances unscaled.
It wonders about complexity and subtlety,
Of dreams, their baffling landscapes.
It looks for the meaning and life,
In those virtual turbulences of mysterious worlds.
Yes I have become an outcast,
Wanting to desert the drudgery of everyday,
My quest and curiosity is all I want,
To be left alone. Like an outcast
I just want an expulsion into the oceans,
For my journey to the unreachable horizons