Question

I walk
wandering alone in a frozen world
frozen trees
frozen sky
frozen hearts and
frozen minds

While I constantly search
searching for the unknown
the questionable
the non-questionable
the real
the non-real
while everyone around, lies frozen to the ground

Suddenly, I no longer need my coat
my gloves
my boots
my scarf
I begin to feel...warm

My quest will never end
for I search the non-existent
the inspiring
the loving
the ever-lasting questions
that my imagination creates