Tuesday, April 16, 2013

In search

No sight of it I catch,
Frantic grows the search,
For this is no thing to lose...

Friends are consulted,
Acquaintances few,
And people who I thought I knew.
Alas, tis of no use.

Time ticks along,
I grow restless,
Almost sealed is my fate,
When, I catch a glimpse,

Rummaging through the baggage of time,
And emotion,
The byways of the mind,
And heart,

Do I find it at last,
Elusive as it were before,
I glance inwards, introspect,
And behold, it is revealed.
There it stands -
Solace...peace is at hand.

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