you catch it in glimpses and shadows fleeting, behind thin veils swaying in a breeze, in snippets of conversation, and in the crash and fury of seaspray upon dense craggy rocks.
a whisper of inspiration, a single word of hope, a bellow of confidence, a melody of i am here i am here do you not yet see?
there’s no shame in knowing what you want, and not know how to attain it. why else do we step forward?
i don’t mind to keep searching for as long as it takes. it’s all out there, just beyond the periphery.