The Searcher

(Me, 2014, Raglan, New Zealand)

So it appears,

She is one of the searchers.

There are, I believe, thousands like her.

They are not sad, but neither are they really content, all the time.

They continue to explore life, hoping to uncover its ultimate secret.

They constantly re-explore themselves, trying to understand.

They like to walk along the beach,

They are drawn by the ocean, taken by its power, unceasing motion.

Its mystery and unspeakable beauty.

They like forests and mountains, deserts and hidden rivers.

And those lonely cities too.

Their sadness is as much a part of their lives as is their laughter.

These searchers are ambitious only for life itself, for

everything beautiful it can provide. Most of all they love-

and want to be loved. 

They want to live in a relationship that will not impede their wandering,

nor prevent their search, nor lock them in prison walls; that will take them

for what little they have to give. They do not want to prove

themselves to another nor compete for love.

For dreamers, wanderers, and lovers, for lonely men and woman

who dare to ask of life everything good and beautiful.

It is for those who are too gentle to live amongst wolves.