Searching for the leprechaun's pot of gold
On a continuous journey to locate
a non-existing hiding place of an imaginary creature,
How real is that?
Seeking knowledge from the wisest of them all,
But unable to comprehend the language
She speaks when the lessons are taught,
Feeling close to the truth
but truly it is difficult to accept the fact
that I'm so close yet so far from fabricated friction,
Pretend stories written for hopeless redemption
catching all the antics,
deception,
and shenanigans;
Searching different realms,
Seeking what my soul is missing,
Speaking to fellow spirits with equal convictions
No longer worried about the need for discernment…