Moving

Searching inside myself
for an answer, for some light
to explain where and how
And why

leaning forward, but am I sincere
maybe it's all imaginary
I fear
That maybe it's all true

Knowing what I know, now I ask
yes or
No, it can't be
Can I keep this up

Searching inside
for something that might not be there
But it seems like a worthy cause
And, for the moment it keeps
Me moving.

Broad in a lot of ways. Still true, in many ways, too.