Lying in wait

I sit, I breathe, I lie in wait
In search for just the right mind state
To catch a thought that may create
A thought that yet my soul may sate

But oh my! It does not come
So it seems I am undone
This poetry will speak to none
And still - and still I write it down

To capture essence of the hunt
This is the message, and it's blunt
You can't force from your heart what's true

Indeed, beautiful poetry
Is found in letting things just be
In sitting still, what you pursue

Will break free and come out of you