The Quest

The heart resides in fragmented nests,
each beat a rhythm of its own desire;
we search for wholeness between breaths,
haunted by longing – a secret fire –
a quest for knowledge to lift us higher.

(Written for dVerse pub, hosted by Grace who challenges us to write a quintain. Image from personal collection.)

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37 comments

  1. Sometimes one doesn’t realize that life is a quest until the soul feels something missing…something that one is destined for, tugging at the heart. Lovely treatment of the photo, V.J.

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