Always Searching
Searching for an open field,
so I may spread my wings
and fly high above the clouds.
Searching for freedom
so I may let go
and have a haven of rest.
Searching for love untouched,
so I may find happiness,
to live in contentment.
Searching for an ocean,
so I may sail far away
to a land of sweet harmony.
Searching for answers, always searching,
so I may rest my weary head
on a pillow made of stone.
Copyright © James Foulk | Year Posted 2008
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