FredPeyer

Searching

I stuck my hand

Into the shadow

Of my soul

Searching for

Myself

But my hand

Balled into a fist

Emerged into the

Sunshine of my being

Empty

 

With wide open eyes

I stared into the abyss

Of my subconscious

Hoping to see

Rainbows of existence

But my eyes were blinded

By the inner sun

The brightness of me

Blinking, blinking

Seeing nothing

 

I cocked my head

Trying to listen

To the sounds

Of my essence

But the only waves

Swirling through

The ear canal

To my brain

Was the tinning

In my ears

  • Author: Alfred Peyer (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 29th, 2017 02:48
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments8

  • dusk arising

    Though we search for our spiritual essence it seems it is intentionally a closed door to our earthbound consciousness. It is a wonder in itself that we feel this need to search, let alone what we may find. There is plenty of evidence that more does exist but that doesn't mean every individual can find any of it. Really thought provoking writing and demanding of several re-reads. I enjoyed this.

    • FredPeyer

      Thank you d a! And yours is a great thought provoking comment. More does exist, and if I don't find it in this life, I may find it in-between or in another life!

    • BRIAN & ANGELA

      Sometimes FRED our senses rae closed to reality ! But nil desperandum ~ we must never give up ! SEEK and you will FIND ~ ASK and you will RECEIVE ~ KNOCK and the door will OPEN. Thanks for reminding us of our own inadequacies and failure to see GOD when He is with us all the time ! Thanks for your comment on my latest POEM and you might also like to comment on the COMPLETED PASTIMES FUSION (15 poems ~ thanks for yours !) Yours BRIAN

      • FredPeyer

        Thank you so much for your comment, Brian!

      • Michael Edwards

        An enjoyable read Fred

        • FredPeyer

          Thank you, Michael!

        • Louis Gibbs

          The journey to self is a difficult and non-ending one. You describe it well, Fred. I can appreciate this one!

          • FredPeyer

            Thanks Louis, you are right, it is difficult, but well worth it.

          • Goldfinch60

            Good write, we may find nothing within ourselves but we must never stop the search.

            • FredPeyer

              Thank you Goldfinch, even if we have difficulty finding true meanings, we know they are there!

            • myself and me

              That's why I put "myself" in my name, so I do not need to search for it.
              A pair of sun glasses might help a bit to block the brightness.
              Enjoy the reading.

              • FredPeyer

                And I always thought your name referred to the plural. Like royalty where the king addresses himself as 'we'!

                • myself and me

                  Eh, the king, sounds good though.

                • malubotelho

                  You went deep here Fred. I love the way you pieced this together but sorry for your tinnitus. Mine is a lot better taking the vitamin B2. Almost don't feel it anymore.

                  • FredPeyer

                    Thanks Malu, not deep enough, couldn't find anything! 🙂

                    • FredPeyer

                      Thanks Malu, not deep enough, couldn't find anything! 🙂

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                    • a__pott

                      Favorite one! So great!

                      • FredPeyer

                        Mahalo a-pott, kind of got lost looking for myself!



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