Tuesday, 22 November 2016

Schrödiger's Thought

I was wondering if you'd know where to find me 
if you'd know how if you'd know why 
if you'd know how much of me was still left to look for.

I was wondering if you'd trek mountains or descend valleys 
or comb forests or sweep beaches or surf waves or 
if you'd abandon me midway 
if the idea of me would  vaporize.

I was wondering if you'd call me names and play blame games 
if you'd realize the futility if you knew lost meant gone 
if you'd label someone lost a lost cause.

I was wondering if once you discovered that someone wasn't 
who you thought they were, 
the search was over or if it had just begun.

I was wondering if you could figure out that the only place 
we could lose ourselves was our selves; 
I was wondering if that was precisely 
where we could hope to be found.