"The Search"

A poem.

We all search for meaning,

For what we think is truth--

Deep inside, a longing

To be recognized;

Not sufficient to be known,

Nor simply to be heard--

Our heart's desire: full embrace!

True love to bridge the gap...

Yet all the while, yet unknown,

The Bearer of our burdens

Stands aloof with outstretched arms

To ease our endless shame.

Awake! my heart, to hear His voice!

Awake! my soul-- Take flight!

I never did find another

Who'd all my sorrows bear,

Nor did I e'er cease my longing

For such a love to share;

Yet from the darkness, dim and hopeless,

A brilliant light poured forth--

Aching ceasing, pain releasing,

My soul had found its rest.

Though insufficient: man's appraisals,

Our value to define,

I've found a love, outlasts all others;

I'm His and He is mine.

~D.T. 9-4-11