Somewhere On The Edge

The feeling's thick, and all around,

A tangible delight,

Yet evasive, on the edge of real,

Always just out of sight.

I feel it there, around my mind,

A whisper in my soul,

The greatest power ever felt,

With a carefully vague role.

Mostly, my superficial life,

Blows this feeling far away,

Masking it with detritus,

Of day by trudging day.

But occasionally, a trigger clicks,

And the forces are aligned,

Emotion unlocks phantom gates,

And I'm close to what I'd find.

No longer can it hide from me,

I'll turn from where I stand,

And see it plain and open,

And grasp it in my hand.

That moment has not yet arrived,

And perhaps it never will,

So the shadows and their power,

Are long and cast here still.