Quest

The quest to find you,
Is darker than shadows,
Harder than rock,
That hides the Earths core,
And more confusing,
Than lifes questions.

The trails were never made,
Their marks invisable,
The past is foggy,
But never forgotten.

The winds blow,
In which Direction?
Off in the distance of every turn,
Is a fork in the road,
One is the path to lead to you.

The other,
Turns you back,
Into the depth of mistake,
In the end the find,

Is more pure,
Than a sunset.