Senses

I'm still looking

Not looking for a title,
Looking for something I can feel
Undetected by the sense
Something that gives me the chills
Hit the peak of sky scrapping hills
Waterfalls that drop from heaven & reach hell,
Mesmerised by the scene like our nose from a fresh bakery smell
Pictures described as feelings
Not what the mind is used to
Battle for trust because it's all diseaving
How do these visions help find a meaning?
Because thoughts wonder long & far
Like fields that stretch wide as the sky & stars
Always on the move hard to tell a nomad to stop
Enjoy the exploration
Or quicken your lifetime expiration
By think your lost