Saturday poem: Searching

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Searching through the recesses of my mind

Silently stalking the inside of my heart

My mind adrift with questions

Deep pondering on the meaning of life

The reason why we exist at all

God no longer a definitive for me

Existence bearing down on thinking

My brain spinning like a top

Too many thoughts to speak out loud

As the colouring of my world is changed forever

Poetry and stories spurting forth like a fountain

Like an artist with an iPad or palette and brush

Gone forever on the search for meaning

On the wonderful journey of life.

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