Quest

if you woke up with no memory 
who do you say you are
are you the name someone gave
are you the money in your stash 
are you the friend people call 
are you the memory in others head
are you the blood in your own heart
who are you if you have everything 
who are you if you lost that one thing 
you are still you as you may find 

Quest

if where we are born isn’t our choice
if we believe in the design of nature
isn’t it right to know what we are, we have
before trying to explore what we can 
is it ignorance or fear of facing reality 
that keeps us from being who we are

Quest

isn’t everyone on a quest for something 
with our own picture of how it should be
how do we then recognise it in its own way
even if its just hiding in plain sight
instead of expanding the search field
can’t we expand our heart to accept 
as things present the way they are
they may be just waiting to be found