Search For Gold

I walk and search after my soul Natural beauties, the dainties they told Thru exploring, the secrets unfold All weepy drama, the craving whole The maze of things, the better known But they have never satisfied my soul No more to offer, to fill thirst for gold Longin' after, the place of my soul Where my spirit filled, my strength is whole Where I call it sacred, to find, I roam As man longs to worship, to ends at his tombs Somehow, I feel, the ultimate unknown Touchin' me gently, and filling me whole Satisfy my emptiness, my thirst for gold As the dear pants, reaching out, behold The truth, one not belies, the search for your soul. Busaba Patanawiroj 21.7.2010