Eternal Search !

When it isn't there
you search for it.

Where can it be lost?

Am I the one who is
constantly searching for it?

I am sure there are others.

But when you look for it vigorously
You may never find.

It comes when you are not alert
It comes somewhere from behind

It can not be possessed by the
alert mind,

It is for the aloof

and when it comes,
It brings that sensation and
You can feel it.

You don't want it to go.
Never.

But like all the other things
it fades slowly.

Then you curse why it came
in the first place if it had to leave.

But alas!
you fragile one.

You were born
for the search,

the eternal search for existence,
for life
for LOVE !