"it sure is a long hard empty road we walk,
until we find
we cannot walk it by ourselves,
but we cannot admit defeat either.
we adamantly cling to our views
We know we are right,
and we even believe ourselves,
but when we look, (usually at 3 in the morning)
we see that we are alone,
and that anyone else that we would walk with,
are alone too.
and without goal.
so we seek
but Other is not to be found on this road we've walked,
Other is far beyond our limited scope.
Other is right behind
the eye that looks at the world and judges,
behind the mask.
behind the hope,
and the fear.
leaping into darkness, into faith
we land in light.
on the shoreless shore: