(I think this needs some work. I seem to constantly fail to translate images in my head into words, and end up becoming discoursive and discursive. Any advice is welcome. I especially don't think the first stanza fits with the rest except but in a very loose thematic way, and maybe even the second as well.)
I’ve sailed upon your open seas
And found them but an empty desert.
I’ve wandered through your tangled jungles
And found myself perpet’lly lost.
I’ve walked along your man-made roads
And ended at the boundless center.
Nowhere in the box
Limited space and mind
The inside so unkind
To shapes that just won’t fit.
Stare long into the pit
A masquerade
So grand
Awaits
Impatiently
Most consider
Not carefully
Before they leap
Into darkness
Infinite
So most unmindful dress in costume
And blithely fall
And there submit
But some will look and wonder
Within they’ll not commit
Themselves
Instead decide to live
In other places
Less well lit
To build a land apart
And there a cave
Against the tide
A haven
Against the storm
To weather
A place to walk
To stand
To run
To think
But alone
To sit.


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