The Darkness

The Darkness
by Daniel Ankers

As I search in the darkness of the forest
As an Artist
I am ushered along, by the light of my
Soul
(This hermit is so full of Discernment.
He looks a lot like me,
only bearded and wiser.)
I Espy so many things, beneath this canopy of many
Trees, Covered Meanings
My mind it perceives
A Panoply
of Them.
However, the one I seek
Does not hide
Underneath Trees
or Even the sky.
He
Or She
Or It
Or All
Can only be seen
When you begin asking
WHY
And even only then
if you continue to
Try