The Quest

I battled against the sharp stinging slaps I received Seems life decided against me or so I believed. Retired from work at first some just tranquil peace increased, Till one by one, all my relatives suddenly ceased. Severe problems abounded, but I never gave up Despite the fact that bitter myrrh filled up my life's cup. Solutions scarce, hard to find, but always strongly strove To care, to love, to find an answer as my heart drove. Still fickle time may not be on my side but my quest Goes on, till a solution found so I shall not rest. I'll be patient, work and wait for Almighty God's aid Till it's done and I'll be laid ’neath an olive tree's shade.