In the water
Underneath
Those Muffled
words
Float down
To me

They are
Nonsense
They are
Noise
And I feel
Nothing
from them

This placid mind
Finds a way
To relate
Some kind
And careless
Gesture
In return

Yet
This heart
sinking deep
Holds no love
For idle chatter
No need
For brevity,
Nor to wit
Mere gossip

My eyes
Search each
For soul
For art
And on finding
Little
Pass over

Oh despair
Of life alone
In deep
and wandering
Places
That few
Long for

Here in time
This treasure
shall go
unclaimed
and this
constant trek
unrewarded

For the company
I desire
Is all but
exhausted
And the vainglorious
High minded ones
Vex my spirit
And drive
True intellect
To boredom

For I breathe
The simple beauty
of a true and living air
One that a deeper
revelation exhales
effortlessly
and freely gives

But none
Save a few
Distant loves
Have ever
Found the same
With me
Since childhood

In grief
I search
And see
The lattice puzzle
And the great
And wondrous secrets
And alone
I must be satisfied

Alone
My own
heart throbs
With the life
I find
Beneath
The waves