© Vanna Romeo 
© Dirk Engelage

Somewhere inside 
hidden even to me 
sometimes

there is a fire 
a light 
that seems to be 
a source

of what 
of life, maybe

a feeling 
not so much a thought

that turns my eyes inside 
searching, searching 
if I can find the source

connect to it and live, 
finally live complete, 
fulfilled

somewhere inside 
still out of reach