The Reverie

There was one moment
A moment of myself
Thinking
Perceiving
Understanding
Contemplating
Reflecting
Gazing at my navel
In search of the truth
To find myself
Getting hold of the deceiving authenticity
What actually do I want?
What actually am I looking for?
Where am I heading?
Which route should I take?
Shooting inquiries at myself to be alive
Until it dawned on me
This is what I live and breathe
But now I wonder
If I could find and get my bearings
After a long deep trance