Amorphous Creativity

With a desire for the vague, I walk along the strange tune and humming the strange song, I walk with questions and puzzles, Trying to find and place a piece at a time, I quiet the din and the chime. What's with the desire for vagueness? Unknown shines bright and intrigues, I fall for its charm time and again, Almost like a natural streak. How would it be to stick to the safe? Living with fewer questions for sure, Uncomplicated and unentangled, And without the nameless lure. Destiny has its way, they say Maybe vagueness is guiding mine, in carving it's way! 

I feel the calm and peace of the ending blue seas, Making me wonder,  to where does the water drift taking lofty secrets in its midst? The abundance humbles me and yet instills a belief.. It takes something from every shore yet stays the same at its core! Sometimes, the water calls to me and I hear its lore, The fables from all corners and the wisdom it stores!

The cold metal is the only barrier that stops you from diving into the unknown. You grab hold of it as tightly as you can. You walk along the railing and clutch anything you can to not slip. Finally upon reaching the edge, you try having a look at the unknown. You are so fearful that you can't muster courage to see beyond the known. You fear losing the surety. You fear losing the familiarity. You fear losing the comfort. You fear the newness. You fear the permanency of change. You fear what you haven't seen yet. Standing on the edge, you can see the glimpses of what lies ahead if you take the fall. You like it too. It feels like fresh air. It feels like something you crave for. Suddenly, after holding on for too long, comes along a moment that makes you let go. Surprisingly, you immediately find out how it feels now. It feels like freedom!