The Search




Searching for beliefs that are truly mine.
Searching for instincts coming from the divine.
Searching for a road devoid of any sign.
Searching for that familiar but lost old wine.


Searching for rainbows in a rainy night.
Searching for a star in broad day light.
Searching for the wrong and searching for the right.
Searching for grey and hue in black and white.

Searching for moments which last forever.
Searching for occasions to say, 'now or never'.
Searching for a gig where I need to be clever.
Searching for the mountain that's worth the endeavor. 

Searching for a planet that decides my fate.
Searching for a beast with whom I can relate.
Searching for the Devil, who is always at the gate.
Searching for the Savior, who would later dictate.

Searching for a pride searching for its king.
Searching for a David, ready, with just a sling.
Searching for the storks waiting for the Spring.
Searching for a lover pining for his everything.

Searching for the light leading out of the tunnel.
Searching, also, for the flames of the infernal.
Searching for a shell with a mystery kernel.
Searching for a home which is static and eternal.

Searching for the wise and searching for the blind.
Searching for opinions of each and every kind.
Searching for solitude in a crowded mind.
Searching for a friend in anyone I find.

Searching for the notions, to find whats true.
Searching for the reflections of someone I knew.
Searching for a connection which is long overdue.
Searching for a world, where I find you.

Searching for life and not for its key.
Searching for choices that are unclear but free. 
Searching for a soul, and it's searching for me.
If the search unending, so shall it be . . .

-- Khanababosh

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