Fleeting
Everyone longs for meaning, finding bits in many places.
Searching for a soul mate, we get a glimpse in many faces.
Countless strive for success although they cannot claim it.
Such a transitory notion, it’s hard to sustain it.
And happiness, although we can’t define it, permeates our every thought.
Grasping a fragment for a moment; the next second, it is lost.
We are all pursuing something, be it love, riches or hope.
And, we discover them in allotments, so our hearts and minds can cope.
But, once in a while, a yearning finds us in an unexpected way-
And, our souls sing eureka for the faith we found that day.
We exhale resolve for all our unanswered prayers-
And, understand that blessings come in changeable layers.
Our hearts are filled with gratitude, but that too is fleeting.
Again, we’re back to morsels of that which we are needing.
Copyright © Kim Hilliker | Year Posted 2009
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