Vague

I admire
I embrace
Not fully
not like I had thought of it

I listen I feel I cry it out
I want to drench
But its not enough

Its not smell
not taste
no feeling of touch

I reach close
Embracing
Close my eyes

Getting closer
Not enough senses

There's the struggle
More force piling on
Every moment
Fierce than the one before

They all move faster
Pray louder
they all know
I stare at them
There's no way
Than to move
In the grand show

For I have not to see it
Not to listen to it
Not smell or touch it

But to pray
And heal