A Book of Poetry

Searching

I'm searching for that something,

we all are so desperate to seek.

That something that stops you,

plants your feet just like a tree.

Something that's so rare,

a glimmer is only seen.

A tiny fractal of magic,

hidden from you and me.

I'm searching for that spark,

that ignites my inner fire.

A feeling that leaves me breathless,

for more than just a while.

I'm searching for forever,

not you will do for now.

Something that is perfect,

allowing my feet to leave the ground.

I'm searching for a passion, 

that overrides my sight. 

Something that inspires me,

for more than just one night.

I wan't to feel desire,

the good kind, not the bad.

A kind that makes you believe, 

that happiness is in your hands.

I'm searching for that one,

that rises above them all.

The reason I still have hope, 

the reason to free-fall.