Lost

Am i found or not to find,

That does make life so divine,

Or rested on a streamy wave,

Testing echoes in a monsterous cave.

Float to joy and peace abide,

Take companionship for a ride.

As space be brought through ever near.

As the human soul does here appear.

And make the destiny to choose,

All the battles found to loss or lose.

Until the day it dies at dusk,

And hauntingly lost of all the trust.

The mind plays all the parts,

As nature sways to every art.