Upon the outer rims
of human communication
away from the mundane,
the easily accessible
minds that feel and think,
souls that reveal
adventurers of spirit,
they who venture far
with absolute vulnerability
and exposure
It’s in bliss,
in deeper meaning
a lonely place
far out in the ocean
though like Columbus,
the poet brings it back
the farther she goes,
the more obscure
the meaning
there’s no material reward
in this seeking
so why must they go?
revealing a thing,
beyond human communication
a deeper calling
and higher honor,
not honor amongst men
but of creation
accessing places,
and sharing them with others
through our only medium
that is poetry
By IrieSide, ©2022
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