Something else is in my spirit
Something else is in my soul
My mind yearns to know what “something else” is
A vision, hazy and out of reach out in the horizon.

Something else is in my spirit
Something else is in my soul
I am distracted by this “something else”
It tugs at me, pulling me towards things unknown.

Something else is in my spirit
Something else is in my soul
I fear where “something else” could lead me
I am uncomfortably comfortable and sense that there could be more.

Something new is in my spirit
Something new is in my soul
I ponder the possibilities of this new thing
Its origins stir deep within my core.

Something new is in my spirit
Something new is in my soul
My mind races to find the logic to solve this puzzle
While the answer lies beyond reason’s grasp.

Something else is in my spirit
Something else is in my soul
The seed of “something new” is forming
And I seek the patience to allow it to be born.