Floundering In Thought Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

What does no one else have that I do? Can it be figured out?

You're hopelessly lost, as thinking, you have no clue what to
deduce.

It's plain as can be, yet you're being deceived by your mind
and left out on a limb with no net.

Take things as they come, let them dangle and dawdle in front
of your face.

Let guards and barriers come away as you flounder in thought
upon a sea of mystery.

Finding horizons of life, floating through atmospheres and
oceans until the end of time.

Have you decided yet, what I have that no one else can devise
or see?

Best to wait and see, after death proclaims it to all the
world without me.