I crave understanding.
I've tripped through time on jagged lines
in search of mind-expanding.
I'm like a dog in hot pursuit,
both seeking to sink teeth,
and terrified that I'll be tossed
and die ground underneath.
I'm chasing down a map to Truth,
but it's the search I seek.
I'm not discouraged that my chance
is little more than bleak.
[In truth, I'm proud to have had such
a winning losing streak.]