Alone I Am Trying Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Alone I am trying
To reach to a light,
For feelings are flying
And burning so bright.

Of thirsty hearts
Within searching souls,
It never departs
From all kinds of roles.

And reaches like water
That lives and then falls,
A continues starter
Of controversy calls.

From in my own thinking
Then gone like a blow,
Or a star that's blinking
Far out with a glow.

I know not its home
Nor its wind in the leaves,
But I hear just its roam
That stops here with briefs.