Searching For Something

 

 

How is it I can search a lifetime

And not know what I am looking for

Hoping sheer coincidence will reveal

This something I didn’t have before

 

Finding a needle in a haystack

Is certainly a tremendous feat

But if I don’t know what to find

How can my search ever be complete

 

There is something though, I know

That could fill this wanting void

But the longer that I look for it

The more I become annoyed

 

Is it possible I had found it

In the days that have already past

But could never recognize it

As my days flew by too fast

 

And if I don’t know what I seek

Why do I look for it at all

I could be staring right at it

And yet never hear its call

 

But look I do, for seeking’s sake

In the hopes it will be found

I hope it is still ahead of me

For I won’t give up any ground

 

If found you be, then happy me

As something will be complete

Though finding is hard, it is true

It is harder to accept defeat

 

 

 

Comments
16 Responses to “Searching For Something”
  1. It’s such beautifully described, the quest to find something that one seek. It’s indeed like finding needle in a haystack, I guess they are those moments that doses make us seem more complete and content. But these moments are very rare, so much that we forget how they feel. I hope we find them more frequently. Like always very well written

  2. Beautiful poem Brad, and so true, if we do not know what we are looking for, if the search is just random, we will never know if we have found something valuable. Great work!

  3. beth says:

    the ongoing quest and wondering, so well described

  4. Beautiful write Brad. It’s there by you and in you. It is in the smile of the flowers during spring, in the cry of the leaves in autumn, and in the wind that plays with the hair of a little girl. It’s in suffering and it’s in happiness. It is in your words and mine, my lovely poet.
    xoxo
    Gabriela

  5. kristianw84 says:

    This is such a beautiful poem!! Every line like strums of a guitar, awakening my senses and leaving me wanting more of your words. Each line struck a chord with me. It’s as if you looked into my soul and read the words written there. Masterfully done! 👏

  6. Jim Borden says:

    great poem, Brad. sometimes you don’t know what you got ’til it’s gone…

  7. petespringerauthor says:

    I love this one, Brad. All valid questions that I hope one day are answered for you.

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