I wander,
not quite lost,
But not quite found either.
Is anyone there?
I wonder.
The forest so dark,
It wouldn't surprise me.
One step.
Nothing.
Two steps.
Gasping.
Three steps.
Running.
Four steps.
Stopping.
There in front of me,
An ethereal being
So deceiving,
Yet so believing....
"Who are you?"
"You of course."
