Learned... This Hunger and Thirst

one who sleeps on the floor
cannot fall,

in the morning one wakes up
with thirst, the one

that even you drinking
water and wine
in dreams
never gets satisfied, there is

this hunger that continues
to be hungry, that no

bread in breakfast
or bacon or scrambled egg
can satiate,

there is this soul that you cannot
touch, but

gives you that feeling of you being here
and yet not really here

as though your one foot is in the ocean
and the other
is on the mountain trail
always looking for the
right way to finally find what you are really seeking...

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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