midwinter night's dream??

Sometimes, this thirst
Awakens in me, my
Eyes searching for the elusive
I dream of something
Wake up, trying to hold on
To that tantalizing vision
Right in front of me, though,
It slips away, like grains of
Sand, through my fingers
I know it is not gone forever
Merely lurking around, so close
Yet, just beyond my reach
What? I wonder all along,
Could stir my soul, thus?
Insatiable, my heart suffers
A void, I fear is waiting
To be filled, someday
Certainly, by that present enigma
I will grasp it then, safely,
With both my hands
My being now ceaselessly questions
Where is it, my precious??

Deepti Bhat 2006