Many who seek it shall never find

that gentle treasure so divine.

It is not something to be touched

although many treat it as such.

Every sound, smell, sight and sensation

can often hide its true location.

The more you search the more you run

its like your chasing the setting sun.

You stand shocked by those who watch its descent

and as they gaze you swell with deep resent.

And while you curse and call hem fools

within their heart its peace that rules.

For they know when day turns to night

That in the darkness there is still light.

For even when eclipse brings doom

The inner light shines like the moon.


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